See the sights.”“We usually go to a Cubs game every August. At least as soon as dad sells the cattle off.”“See,” she intoned. “Another los...t week we have to make up for. Let’s get back to it.”My gorgeous taskmaster, or taskmistress, had me back on track in no time.“STRIIIIIIIIKE!”I had just watched strike three go by me. It wasn’t a strike by any measure, but it was called that way all the same.We were in Oak Lake, a resort town about as far as we would generally travel for a district baseball. Please return any items taken from the overhead bins, turn off your personal electronic devices, return to your seats and buckle in,” the pilot’s voice said over the PA. “Flight attendants, please prepare the cabin.”After she came the flight attendant hissed out, “The cabin has been ready for hours. Please continue your final approach.”Never hear someone say that during sex, but she is a flight attendant.Right as the pilot came on to make sure everyone had been buckled into their seats and the. I never thought that I would get a boner after seeing her boobs. She kept on mopping the floor and my eyes were stuck to those melon. Suddenly she saw me and I went into my blanket. My mom returned from shopping. I was too afraid that if she tells this to my mother then I am gone… But to my surprise she kept numb. This went on for few weeks. Then slowly – slowly she started to open up. One day while cleaning my room she saw my pole which was making tent inside the blanket. She laughed and went. SOON HER RIGHT HAND WAS UNDER JOAN'S BLACK LEATHER HARNESS PROBING AROUND. I WAS WITNESSING HER LESBIAN BEHAVIOR IN BOTH SIDE MIRRORS AS JOAN CONTINUED PUMPING HER TOY COCK DEEPER AND DEEPER INTO MY RECEPITIVE BITCH ASSHOLE. JOANS BIG BOOBS WERE SLIGHTLY SWAYING UP AND DOWN AS HER HANDS HELD MY HIPS TIGHTLY IN PLACE. I HAD STOPPED MY BALL WORSHIP WHEN CONNIE HAD SHOWN UP AND COULDNT HELP BUT THINK HOW QUEER THE FOUR OF US REALLY WERE! I GUESS THAT CONNIE'S FINGER GOT JOAN INTO A GIRL TO GIRL.