During the night while chatting I asked whether she really needs a male for satisfaction.After a while she replied Yes, but who can I trust. I got ann...oyed and asked , Am I not male or Cant you trust me. She asked are you serious, We didn’t have such an intention till now and where good friends. I replied Neither I have such intention but see you so lonely, and unsatisfied , I thought I would be the only person who can help you. She told she needs to think and say. Next day , she said Okay we. A tanker was waiting for us and came out to top us off. Lisa watched the refueling while I went in to get John and the Director. An air marshal was waiting for me and said their helicopter would be landing out by the Lear any minute.As I was walking back to the plane, the familiar shape of a Huey was getting ready to set down about a hundred feet from the painted up Learjet. As soon as the helicopter landed, the side door opened, dropped a stairway, followed by John and the Director stepping. She was so excited. She loved sex and wanted to see herself on the big screen naked and with men and women. She had been having sex since she was twelve when her step-dad began to notice her and then started to feel her body and soon was finger fucking her till he needed to poke his cock in her. She loved fucking him and loved when he ate her pussy and tongue fucked her. By the time she was f******n he was fucking her cunt and ass and she was deepthroating his cock balls deep. He loved to lay. He was getting even taller and broad shoulders emerged out of nowhere, while my breasts were growing and my body was blossoming. With all that intimacy, we could both stare amazed as it was happening, but we never done anything that could be objectionable because we grew up like brother and sister. But the latent chemistry was always there. I remember that it started happening when I turned twelve, whenever I approached him I had this weird but exciting feeling that never gone away, always in.