Lake Michigan was lots bigger during the glacier retreat. We flew over a small lake that matched the lake that David had me look up on Google.“Junio... ... wake up.”“Wassit?” She groaned.“I think we’re here.”“Okay.” But not really.“I can’t land ... wait ... water ... not land?”“Alighting ... but seaplane pilots call it landing ... or water landing ... alighting is the correct term ... but...”“Saves confusion?” I said.“Yup ... no longer flying ... but not crashed.”“Ah ... the important distinction. ” “What’s your hurry? I just got the nerve to talk to you. Please don’t go yet.” Paige blushed again. “I’m sorry; I don’t really fit in here, but thank you for the offer.” She stood and turned to go when he took her by the hand and pulled her into him. “No, but you fit here. Dance with me before you go.” “I can’t.” His grin grew wider. “Yes you can.” And he pulled her onto the dance floor. She was shocked by his smooth forcefulness, and a little turned on. He pulled her body close to his. He. “And how I love you licking me to multi-orgasms with my legs over your shoulders while I watch in a mirror. Before I blow your thick, nine-inch erection.“And sometimes we have an extra person, male or female join us.”“Is that true Sarah?,” they asked rather incredulously. “We have never had that from our men. Is his cock really that big?”“Would you like to watch us in action and see if it’s true? One of my favorite turn ons is sex with an audience,” I told them.“Would you like to perform for me. This included going to my parents house to pick up some decorations for tomorrow's reception. I pulled into the driveway and only my sister's care was there.I opened the door and yelled hello. No one answered but I heard the shower going. I went upstairs, I guess deep down I was hoping to catch one more glimpse of my sister's perfect b cup tits and freshly shaved pussy. The bathroom door was opened a crack and my cock began to throb as I looked in the crack and spied her drying her leg.