"I guess I was sheltered. When did you learn it?" Mel shrugged. "I don't know; elementary school, maybe the sixth grade." "The sixth grade? Mel when I... was in the sixth grade I'd never even heard the words cunt and cock. If somebody had talked about sucking I wouldn't have had a clue what they meant." I quietly said, "It's okay Jeanne, we're all products of our environment." Amy said, "That's right honey, and now you're doing everything you can to overcome your sheltered origin." Jeanne said,. And I always thought that in these situations one should stay away from the light. I ponder this weighty issue for a while, and when I turn my attention back to the plane we are already in the air, and the (still very attractive) flight attendant is moving through the aisle, serving lunch. She has a nice figure, almost skinny but her breasts are a very generous hand full. Probably a C-cup. Her hair is raven, and her skin has a naturally bronzed tone, like latte macchiato.When it’s my turn to. She hadn't asked me for the cake, she had demanded it. It wasn't anything large, but it was surprising. I handed her the cake with a questioning glance, but Amy just said, "Thank you." I mentally shrugged and we continued talking for a while before Amy had to leave.That night Jake came home exhausted. I got him dinner and we sat in front of the TV for a while. Eventually I asked him, "Are you ready for tomorrow?"He said, "I think so, though Becky and Jamie are very pretty girls. I'm not sure. Once again Wolf pulled her tight to him, this time her face buried in his throat as he controlled her until she calmed down, her naked breasts heaving against his chest a he massaged her neck with his strong hand. “Shhh…Shhh…It’s okay kitten. Daddy won’t let anything happen to you ever again.” His strong voice soothing and reassuring her as he rocked her gently.Once he was sure she was finally calmed, he stood and carried her to the small dining table and sat her in her chair, then reached.