Despite my desire to fuck Laura, after two climaxes in quick sucession I needed some time to recover. Laura slide back to her seat and adjusted her dress while I zipped up my flies. Hannah to returned to her seat and we all relaxed enjoying a post coital glow.

However before I had recovered enough to give Laura the attention she so needed several passengers started to stir, and cabin staff appeared checking on their charges. All to quickly the window covers were drawn up and dawn's early light filtered through. Any chance of a quick fuck disappeared and we rejoined the normal world of airline passengers.

After the lengthy preliminaries it takes to get through US Customs for foreign visitors, and the obligatory grilling as to the reason for our visit we were finally able to flag a cab. We were both booked into the same hotel, and again when we arrived Amanda took the lead. After some judicious flirting with the young man on reception our two separate rooms were converted into a suite, sharing a common sitting room. I suspected the young man would receive a thank you fucking from Amanda for the upgrade he sorted out for us.

Each couple retired to their rooms, a large King size bedroom for each adult, and a smaller, attached single bedroom each, for our daughters. The sitting room lying between each couple's bedrooms and bathrooms.

A refreshing shower and I ready to give Laura the fucking I had so been looking forward to, however fate, and my daughter Hannah, had other ideas. Still damp from the shower and dressed in a white soft hotel bath robe I was about to see if Laura was free when Hannah burst through my door. ......(cont)