That girl is trying to make it still!" Tears came to her eyes as she said it.Then she saw that Ginny was shaking her head. "That's exactly it, Cathy! ...When she boarded the flight her eyes were at least as dead as the rest of her. When she saw the tape, she started to show some life, but she was still out of it when I asked if she might like to meet you. That's when the fire appeared."What should we do, do you suppose?" The center-section aisle seat is free," Cathy noted. She reached in her purse. "Let's see what you've got, girl." Mandy said lifting your shirt up and over your head. I released your bra and let it fall to the floor. Paul, by now had sat up, and he quickly tugged your shorts and panties down to your feet. You closed your eyes and resigned to let us explore your exquisite flesh. While taking it all in, I shucked my clothes and chucked them onto a corner chair. Mandy cupped your soft breasts in her hand, feeling their weight. It was as if she was inspecting a fruit for. It was still glistening with a fine sheen of my drying cum. I leaned forwards and her mouth opened to meet mine as we shared a deep long kiss. She threw her arms around my neck and moaned into my mouth as I rolled her long hard nipple between my fingers. I kissed her deeply for a long time before I pulled my mouth back from hers.“Oh Uncle Jeff,” she said breathlessly. “What do you do to me? I feel so ... so ... I don’t know ... all tingly inside again.” As she looked up at me with lust in her. "That was great, Tom. Thank you," she said. She bent down and kissed his cheek, then removed his gag. His eyes drooped with fatigue, hair plastered to his scalp with sweat.She stood and carefully untied him, letting his aching limbs rest in more natural positions. He laid there in an aching, exhausted stupor as she stripped and showered, and only came to a bit of awareness as she returned and ran several warm washcloths over his tortured frame."Like I said," she said, "I'm happy to accept any.