The door was wide open so he saw her before he entered the room. Shes lying of the bed naked and shes got something stuck in her pussy. He thought. Bo... shes really something, would I ever like to fuck her. But he knew he couldnt because she was his sister, if she told on him his mom and dad would kill him. He took a long look at her examining every inch of her sweet little body. Her orange size tits were pointed and sticking straight at the ceiling. Her skin was flawless and he thought her. ” She blinked.. “Dammit it!” She walked faster down the aisle. We reached first class, sweeping aside the curtain. The Black woman's screech echoed down the plane. I grabbed my wife, pushed her into the window seat, and sat her down. I took the seat beside her, my other bimbo wives peering at us.“What is going on back there?” the flight attendant asked.“Domestic argument,” I answered, keeping a firm grip on Alice's hand.“My fault,” Alice groaned, rubbing her head and leaning over.I bit my lip.. My jaw was beginning to ache but there was no way I was going to stop. Fortunately it wasn't long before Beth's hips stopped their thrusting and held the top of their arc. Her legs quivered as she climaxed. She collapsed back to the ground and released her grip on the back of my head. I began to massage my jaw and looked up. Jean's head was not far from Beth's hip as she staked out a great vantage point to watch me eating Beth's pussy. She was lying on her side with her left elbow propping her. We both came up spluttering from the unexpected dunking. Cassie stood and duck-dived away from me, presenting me with a brief glimpse of her perfect bum and camel-toe straining against the wet fabric. When she came up, twisting to face me, I saw she was adjusting the crotch of her swimsuit. I felt I had to say something. "Um, sorry Cass. I couldn't help it. Um..." "Forget it. I knew this swimsuit was too small but I just love it. Always thought it, um, 'displayed my best assets' as they say.".