"That’s what I wanted to hear." I comment back. We chat for a bit, while eating our breakfast and watching some Sunday morning news. "Thanks again f...r understanding and letting me go out with my friends late last night." She begins to tell me. "Sure thing, like you actually had any time for that." I say with a smirk upon my face. Then it hit me all of sudden, I remembered before falling asleep, she did mention going out that night. “It had to have been really late right?" I said to her. "No not. Greg jumped a bit at first as he felt warm, soft fingers squeezing around his shaft."I sure have missed the family fitness nights we shared," she admitted, her sweet voice sounding so relieved."Have you been with any men since?" he asked in a fatherly tone, trying to inquire without delving too deeply.Janice giggled in a c***d-like way. "No, silly, I haven't been with anybody else. Maybe that's why I realized I needed to come home after all. I thought I could stick it out... Oh Dad, I'm so. "Come on, you too!" urged Christy to me, and slowly I stepped towards her, then realised the only way I was going to get in there, was to climb up onto the bench, straddle her and Mark, and with my arse very close to Thomas's face, I lowered down and attempted to push my hard cock into her pussy.My cockhead brushed up against Thomas's, which was kind of weird, but I soon found Christy's well spread pink pussy lips, and nudging it towards her, my cock began to creep into her well filled hole,. When she walked past my seat, I made sure my arm stuck out a little on the armrest. Sure enough, her nylon-clad leg brushed against my arm, sending an electrical charge up to my head. Mercifully, we took off shortly after. I chose my seat well. She sat up ahead in the stew’s chairs facing the rear. I had a clear view of her as she sat during takeoff. The gorgeous view of her legs sheathed in coffee toned nylons sure beat the scenery outside. As she crossed her legs and recrossed them, I could.