But they all seemed so impressed with what I did know of their language. There was lots of laughs and sadness mixed into the conversation. I told them...of how Red Elk and I had met and of my husband. I didn't tell them about how I came to America, thinking it was too soon. Maybe I wouldn't tell them at all. Did that part of my life really matter anymore? When night fell and the sky filled with stars with the moon high above, I felt the tiredness finally begin to take me. I felt as though I could. Since I am tall, I was like why not? She took me to the back of the plane. Most of the other passengers were sleeping. As I reached up to fetch the bottle, she held me from behind and slowly started kissing me. I asked her what she was doing. She drew the curtain and asked me to follow her to the toilet. I took one big shot of vodka and went after her to the toilet. We closed the door and I sat on the toilet seat with my jeans down to my knees. My cock was hard she lifted her skirt, removed her. She pushed him off her and his hole was empty and he cried out for more like a wounded a****l. Fuck MEEEE, he screamed She lay on the bed and he climbed on top of her. He positioned the dildo at his hole and he slid down on it in one motion, taking it to the balls. He started riding it, proud to show off what a cheap tramp he was. You like that bitch? You like feeling like a woman with my big hard Black dick shoved in your cunt? Let me see you suck it. Suck all that assjuice off that dick thats. "I hope you're not going to tell your Mother what we were doing. I'd be very upset if you did and she'd never let me babysit again." Steven grinned and said "Well I guess I won't tell, on one condition." With a frown Cathy said "What condition?" He walked over to the edge of the sofa, his boner still poking up under his PJ's, "I want you to do me like you did to him, and I want to play with your titties too." Cathy sat silent for a minute, then said "You swear you won't tell Mom?" Steven said.