I looked at him with disgust but knew I had to do as he said, he liked to make me watch as he fucked my wife, and did so quite often.I entered the den...to see Susie sitting on the couch naked holding her arms over her beautiful breast when they walked in. I guess Lonny and Ken had already gotten their blowjob and were finished with her. Lonny told the boys to sit down and give him the money. The bastard was selling my wife to these brats, I thought!One of the boys was hesitant about giving him a. .before you finish me off...." I'll....think about it. Till then, why don't we take some bottles of beer up to bed and get comfortable....unless you want a shower...or....bloody hell....have you eaten?.... So sorry...was so desperate for your dick I .....I'm so bad.....are you hungry?" She said with such an embarrassed look, he nearly burst out laughing. "Haha....well, as it is I'm fucking starving. Haha. If you could see your face..it's a picture. Yes....I'd love a bacon sarnie...or two. And. It was as if Mrs. Wilson had stepped out of one of these pages!Her top was some sort of transparent material through which her enormous breasts were clearly visible, the darker areas of her nipples jutting out against the thin material. The bottom half appeared to be made of something similar, although not much of it! There was a triangle of frilly material at her groin, but as she did a quick twirl, I noticed there was nothing at all at the back. (This was my first experience of a G string!). My mind refused to stop focusing on every little sound around me, every little jolt of the plane. And with that came the terrifying, unwanted thoughts of what could happen if we suddenly plummeted to the ground."Can you please stop moving around so much," came my brothers low, husky voice. I looked over to him, but his eyes were still closed."I'm not."He opened his eyes then. "I can feel it every time you shift in your seat. It's driving me crazy. Your leg has been bobbing up and down against.