We were in the back row of the plane, (this was NOT a crowded flight) and there weren’t many people around. He reached his hand over (I assumed to p...ace it on the arm rest) and reached in and pulled out a strap of my thong. He let it go SNAP. I looked at him in fear, to the fact that he had found out my secret. He just smiled at me, and pulled up the arm rest. He moved closer to me and put his hand on my inner thigh, getting close to my cock. I’ve always thought about a man touching me like. “Sure, how can it hurt? At least I know you’re doing it. Does that mean I can fantasize about you?”I was taken by surprise. I had never thought about the fact that Mom would be turned on by the idea. Would she really think about me while she masturbated? Does she even masturbate? That was silly, she had been single for years. I should have guessed that she masturbates.“Sure, I mean if you want.”She smiled, and her hand traveled down my chest. Her motherly touch suddenly turned into something. “Aha, the cum slut returns,” David said as I got to our table.“Hey, you look different,” Peter noted as I sat down on the stool next to his chair.I was glad he’d noticed, I’d changed my eye make up, I’d made them darker and more sultry, it suited the black leather look better than my previous blue shade.“Thanks for noticing. You like?” I said.“Yeah, I love. You ready to entertain your uncle Peter a bit more?” he said, putting his hand on my thigh and moving it under my skirt.“Of course she is,. Old man Sherman looks at me with his sort of kindly eyes, ?You bet you will young lady, you betcha.?We high tailed down the dirt track so fast that the horse legs was a blur, Old Man Sherman up front and Billy-Bob and me in back, holding onto me like I was going to fall or something, and then we swept into their yard.I just stared, their house was talked about but I never see nothing like it, the front, like a fa?ade, all pillars like the white house was done excepting that behind was just like.