It seemed that Harley finally had his wish and his soul had left this mortal coil to join his late and much loved wife, Emma. Sadly I picked up the ph...one to place a sorrowful call. The call was answered on the second ring, “Hello?” I replied, “it’s me I’m in Harley’s living room, and . .” Before I could utter another word my wife in a trembling voice cut me off, “He’s dead isn’t he?” In dull response I confirmed her query and told her to gather mother and Dan up to pay their last respects. I. “Did you enjoy our little slut?”“Hmm,” groaned my husband. Karim opened his eyes, blinking. “Jawdat?”“Did you have fun with the little slut?” I inhaled. “It smells like it.”“She pleased me,” he said, his hand cupping a round, teenage breast. His skin a darker shade of brown than our daughter’s dusky flesh. His thumb ran across a nipple, making her whimper.Leyla’s dark eyes opened, her lashes long and sultry. “Good morning, Mother.”“It looks like you made your father happy.”“Very,” cooed the. "I ran my tongue across her scrotum, then up against that comely crevicewhere her cock met her balls. I slooooowly ran my tongue across the bottomof her prick, savoring every sizzling inch, forcing myself to go slow, tofollow instructions when all I wanted was to devour the delicacy that kepttantalizing me with it's robust flavor. When I finally reached her cock, Iwas rewarded with another drop of her pre-perfection, lapping it up in apassionate french kiss, barely managing to pull myself off. Then we began the two planes 8 hour trek across the Atlantic. The airport was so busy Vance did the takeoff this time and I was glad of it. The wheels left the runway at 7 PM.Vance flew at a reduced speed until Josh and Vicky caught up to us, then we flew in a staggered side by side formation with a mile between the planes. The winds were more favorable at 45,000, close to the maximum ceiling the G5's could fly.Vance sent me to the back to lie down and rest; it had been a long day. Tomorrow.