She knew she should regret her actions, but she didn't. She couldn't. It was like being a drug addict. Even now after Trent had just fucked her so har... she could still feel an itch for him. For the first time in her life Rebecca understood what it meant to truly need someone. All she really wanted to do was keep Ally silent so she could keep up her affair with her son. They could tell Ally it was terrible mistake and then keep it going later. She doubted her daughter had ever felt anything. Seeing her boobs bouncing around her chest was extremely distracting, and I tended to spend more time watching them move than paying attention to where I was going.I was at a bit of a disadvantage. I didn't know what the rules of this particular game were, or if there even were any. I still don't know, and don't care, as we were having a tremendously good time, laughing and screaming. I bellowed as she drenched me with the water from a vase of flowers, and I discarded my dripping robe, more to. The flight attendant asked the same questions of the aerobic animal and the other folks seated around us, to no avail. I still feel bad about the fact that we needed to circle LAX for an additional 45 minutes while they coaxed Ms. Obesity out of the lavatory. The captain even came back but could not get her out. She came out with a sort of dazed expression and had to be forced into a flight attendant’s jump seat. She kept insisting that she needed to return to the seat next to me. I guess. As she held the blanket I began pulling down the zipper on her dress. She turned her head and asked,“What are we going to do if that guy sees us?”I told her,“I believe it's too late. He has his eyes locked on you. That being said, you know what I want. Your call darling.” She answered that question by dropping her arms down at her sides to allow her dress to drop to the ground. I was still holding the blanket around us, and I remember thinking this could be a perfect moment to get her fucked by.