Pretty Standard

Two luxurious black full-size SUVs, transporting the family and their private security personnel s, drive out of the Petersons’ massive estate, and head to the airport to board their private jet. Richard and a few security guards were in the car in front, while the rest of the family was in the other car, as was customary whenever they went anywhere as a family. The ride to the airport was relatively uneventful for a Sexworld family such as the Petersons.

Brian, who must’ve been tired from fucking Liz and Cindy all of last night, was fast asleep as soon as he got in the car. Liz was casually masturbating as she was reading her book as she was leaning on her mother, her head resting on her mom’s breasts. Donna was on her phone, idly playing with her daughter’s nipples. Liz’s casual masturbating ramped up as she was getting closer to orgasm. “Fuck. Keep doing that mom.” Liz said quietly as she put her book down and leaned her head back against her mom’s chest. Donna, in turn, put her phone down and kept a steady rhythm on both of Liz’s nipples, which sent Liz over the edge. Liz let out a groan as she was orgasming. She then sat up and quickly sucked her mom’s nipple as a thank you.

Soon after, the family reaches the airport and boarded the aircraft. The plane took off and the family got settled. The plane ride went very smoothly. Richard decided to use the time spent flying to rest and fell asleep. Donna was being entertained by one of the flight attendants, who spent pretty much the entire flight in between her legs. Brian and Liz spent a good portion of the plane ride having sex. Their sexual chemistry was unreal. It was the perfect mixture of unbridled lust and genuine love. There was a lot of eye contact and kissing and I love you's shared between them. It was a real sight to behold. Their mother always watched them fuck with arousal and pride. She loved how close her children were. When they weren’t fucking each other's brains out during the flight, they were cuddling and giggling together, occasionally stealing quick kisses from one another. They really looked like they were in love; they looked made for each other

After a while, the plane lands. The family got in a car, not unlike the ones that drove them to the airport, and were driven to a very spacious villa, though not nearly as vast as the Petersons’ own mansion. They get out of the car and head inside as their luggage was being tended to by the villa’s live-in employees. They see a woman screaming and moaning very loudly as she is being roughly pounded from behind by a man they do not recognize.

"Is this any way to welcome your guests?" Richard jokingly said to the woman.