Chadwick. I met Arthur on his flight to Heathrow. I’m a British Airways stewardess who lives in London. I was deadheading back to Heathrow after a b...ief visit in the states when I had the pleasure of sitting next to your son on the aircraft.”Energized by adrenalin the moment Abby heard that Arthur was fine the tiredness brought on by the late election night vanished, but she wasn’t sure why the woman on the phone was calling. The British woman told how she met Arthur on her flight to Heathrow. As I was lifted her legs I kissed the back parts of her thighs and she cannot see me licking and moaning aaa aaaaaaaaah aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh. Then I moved down and I saw her pussy lips with ass hole from back side. I put my lips on her watery pussy and gave a kiss. It was unforgettable and sensuous feeling. Her asshole was also fair and clean. I gave a kiss there also. Then I separated her legs and laid on my stomach and place my head between her legs and started kissing and. He then reached for the little brown bottle he had put on a shelf, took the cap off and gave it a good sniff, then did it again. He put it under my nose and said, “Do what I just did.” I did and asked, “What is that stuff?” “Poppers,” he said. He did some more and so did I. What a fucking buzz!!! After he put the bottle back he moved around to my backside. His cock was now in my ass cheeks, slowly pumping and inching closer to my hole. It didn't take long to find. I was so fucking hot. I. As the time got a little closer, some of the messages from my fatherbecame a little odd to. Things like "I have changed a lot since we werelast together. Be prepared."Well I was not prepared. I rang the bell and a lady answered the door.I was just about to say: "You must be Felicity" and then I realised.This lady was my father. I just stood there open mouthed."Have you got a hug for your old dad," sang a surprisingly femininevoice. The arms were open, so I just stepped into them. There was.