Well erm... they keep opening their legs and makingsure I can see up their skirt and they are showing off the colour oftheir panties! I'm not sure wha... to make of it. It does not help thematter as I think I am wearing the same panties as Margo is displaying tome.I'm so glad that day is over as it was very trying for me to say theleast. The boys avoid me like the plague and the girls have been actingvery strangely and sort of secretively towards me.Its Wednesday morning as I reluctantly rise in. She asked it i would go to the liquor store to get her some scotch....I went to the closest liquor story and came back with a bottle.....we shared a few, as we played with each other....her on top of me, me on top of her....and then out of the blue, she got up, pulled on my hand to get up....I stood with a teenage hardon between us....she dropped to her knees....and tool my cock in her month, through my bathing suit....she did not take it out....can anyone be more of a complete tease then. Denise let her breast drop back down and reached out to trace the lines of his abdomen. “You’ve been hiding some muscles.” “Not really.” “Uh huh. You may not have a six-pack, but you look delicious.” She swiveled her hips a little and continued, “You were certainly doing a good job of hiding this big cock. I’m glad you did, because now I get you all to myself.” “You are so hot.” “Mmm – thank you. You okay now?” “I don’t know for how long.” “Just stop me if I lose control and start hurting you,. It came from the other passengers affixing their own seatbelts. Within moments, we were all safely tucked in. And not a second too soon.We hit a pocket of air. The entire plane dropped. Gravity seemed to vanish. We floated in the air for a second before the plane levelled off and we were slammed into our seats. We were still in the air, but my heart was now pounding madly in my chest. A quick look at my surroundings told me I wasn’t the only one freaking out. But the few experienced fliers that.