She was really nice looking and had clearly had a good holiday with lots of sun. The husband looked a little worn and was carrying all the bags and sh...it that go with taking two young k**s on a flight. The wife/mother/milf (I think milf suits her best) was carrying only her handbag and looked very sexy in her light summer dress. Perfect for where we were flying from but not that great for when we landed. All regular passengers were next invited to board and being at the front of the queue, I. Loud moans and groans were escaping both of us as I fucked him at my desired pace, the pleasure of it indescribable.I was fucking my brother blissfully for a few minutes, but after a while, my legs were getting tired and I slowed down the pace. Tommy noticed this and did something that surprised me. He put a hand under each of my thighs to hold me up, and then, while he was still lying on the bed, he started thrusting his big dick into me from below.He started slowly but was building up speed.. In a shriek, she pushed off her husband, and ran for the stairs. Harry followed at a slower pace, and found her standing in the bedroom nude, and dripping cum from her crotch. Without a word he turned her, and made her lay on the bed, on her tummy with her legs hanging over and her hind-end raised. He plunged in a frenzy plugging to her vagina, with a boner which seemed like hickory. He was a ravishing beast, not rough but firm, and taking her. She was more that willing, but he was. .. you know, female stuff to know who, ... well it couldn't be anyone but you." She said blushing."So far it couldn't be me either." Does that disappoint you?" I think we've established a pace we both agree to, don't you think?" I asked hoping to break so ice with her."Yes, but we both know that there's frustration that we work on alone, right?" She said blushing as I nodded, somewhat embarrassed."We've done well for ourselves. You're the longest I've waited with to be what you might call.