Between my restless anxiety and the hard as rocks airplane seats, it was an impossible task."Stop moving so much," Matt ordered."I can't help it." Fig...ure out how."I scowled at him. He was such an ass. My brother and I didn't hate each other by any means, but he was the last person you'd want around in any kind of high emotion situation. He just didn't have the patience for dealing with anybody with what he saw as irrational fears.Yeah, like plummeting to the ground with no possible way of being. Like the prick that he was, Darin didn’t pussy-foot around, but instead took hold of my head where he then started to roughly fuck my face. I was just lucky that I practiced this sort of thing regularly at home with one of my eight inch dildos, because when the fucker tried to push his cockhead into my throat, it actually went in. Then out. Then back in… “Oh my fucking God that looks so hot.” Mike said in a pant. Then he was pulling his own cock out so he could give it a proper jerking while. We'll take it." I got very hard immediately.The sales woman who'd been nearby snickered, looked at me and asked,"Would you like to check out now, Miss, or do you need matchingpanties?"My wife replied, "Oh, she's already wearing the matching panties. But wehave further shopping to do." As the sales woman laughed and nodded, Ifelt my cock getting harder still in my panties.My wife had me drape the slip over my arm, holding it up and out infront of me as we headed to the shoe department. I felt so. I didn’t know who it should be.My father?He was someone a bad girl would screw. He was at home. I did need to make up for damaging the car. I shuddered as I whirled around, the thick vibrator shifting around my pussy. I groaned, every step a wonderful delight. I moved through the store, bold, not giving any fucks.I belonged. I wasn’t doing anything wrong. Nope. Just ignore me as I stroll out with your vibrator shoved up my cunt. These tingles raced through me, an electrified thrill seemed to.