I could see her fingers moving up and down, she had to be wet. Her fingers slipped through her own wetness with ease. I reached down to adjust my co...k. It strained against the slacks I wore and begged for freedom. I was afraid it would be too much of a distraction as I drove. So, at 70 miles per hour, I just moved my hard on to a more comfortable position as I glanced back at Becky.Her fingers were now moving apart, opening her pussy, splitting her lips. I could smell her lust now,. She is only just over five feet tall, with red hair cut with a gamine look. Although she had a slim body, she had these luscious breasts, at least DD, with nipples like bullets when she is aroused, like she is now. And her bush had been waxed, leaving a sweet red landing strip. I carried on with my stern lecture at her. “You have chosen to employ me as a sophisticated lover and all you can do is greet me like that. Undress me now – then you’ll see how a genuine lover should present. I shrugged and let her reach up under my shirt.she squeezed and kneaded my breast for a while under my shirt, saying \wow\ every few seconds. I don\'t even remember how sucking came up, but then she was doing it, and.\attacking\.would be a good word to describe her behavior. She was making these noises - mewling, maybe - and being very, very greedy. She suckled and feasted on my nipples - her mouth was hot and she used her tongue and her lips well. She spent long minutes on one breast, trying. I must have groaned out loud, because Katie suddenly looked very concerned."What? Are you feeling okay? We haven't taken off yet."Truth be told, I felt like I was going to vomit, but not from being on an airplane. Flying, I was good with. Fathers... I could be better."I'm fine," I said. "Couldn't you have warned a guy?" I pleaded. "Do we have to do this?" Don't you think the father of your fiancé would like to meet his soon-to-be son-in-law?" I suppose, but..." Good." But... does it have to be.