“So how was the flight over?” Robert asked.Julie glanced at Carol, a wicked smile on her face. “Well one couple, not mentioning names, have beco...e members of the mile high club.”Carol, her face flushing, looked daggers at Tom who shook his head. “How the heck did you know?” She demanded.“I was outside the loo wanting to use it,” Julie purred.“Well,” said Bill, “so long as it was the mile high and not the pudding club, what harm is there.”Robert glanced at Terry quickly, but she was laughing. Besides, dressing up like that makes me very aroused.” “I thought it did. That’s why I want to see you dressed up. I can go to your house if you want…” “Really?” I asked shocked. “I had no idea…” “Yes,” she interrupted. “I want to be desired by somebody who truly cares about me.” “Well I have always thought you were sexy,” I replied, not believing where this was going. “But I value our friendship so much I didn’t ever want to jeopardize it by saying so, especially since you are. As if signalled by some unknown force, five or six naked women, leapt to their feet, and began running their hands all over my straining oil covered body, paying particular attention to my smooth shaved cunt. Slowly but surely, try as I might I could not resist the feeling that was coursing through my body, the raw lust in my pussy erupted in a thunderous orgasm that only seemed to intensify with the chanting of the delirious dancers.Just when I was recovering from my climax, I noticed that. " But I really must be depraved to have such a sick fantasy." Honey, most young women have fantasies about their fathers at sometime in their lives. Yours are just more vivid than most because of what you saw. There is nothing wrong with you." But I should be having fantasies about Mike. I love him so much, why is my fantasy about my parents instead of him?'Sara considered her answer carefully. She wanted to make her point very clear, to make sure that Janet and Mike would have every chance to.