.. And we’re not even seeing it at its best – because the weather is, to put it in simple terms, shit!It’s raining in intermittent bursts, and t...at rain is coming in at a hard angle, demonstrating the high winds.Our hostess, Jenna, steps into frame, one hand to the side of her head, holding her long blonde hair down to stop the wind whipping it around. She’s wrapped tight in another of her PVC ‘suits’ – jacket and mini-skirt barely hiding her smooth flesh, her cheeks are reddening from the cold. Let's me do shit at a more comfy, sleepy pace. I luckily managed to catch a different bus, but taking a bit of a longer route. The bus was stupidly packed, but I made my way toward the middle and just kinda stood there and hung onto what I could. I'm only 5'1, so luckily some nice guy let me grab one of the dangling straps to support myself.I wasn't wearing anything sexy. Actually, the opposite. I only had on my boyfriends sweater and leggings. He's 6'7, and the sweater practically hugs my. Remember, it's better to be down here wishing you were up there, than to be up there wishing you were down here." The words echoed in her head during every preflight."Remember, flying is all in here," he would tap the side of his head with his middle and forefinger and then tap the cowl of the plane. "You control both. Don't forget it."She challenged every control surface, testing everything, making sure all the right things moved or didn't move in the right directions, just as Burly had taught. .." I don't know what you are talking about." He lied.I smiled. "I saw you watching us as we were eating each others pussies, daddy." His cock instantly jumped at the words. "I know you went back out and jerked off before you came in." I...It's...Ash..." I think it was the first time that I saw my daddy at a true loss for words."It's OK daddy. I don't mind. I like the thought that it turned you on. You wouldn't be a warm blooded male if it didn't. Hell I would think there was something wrong.