Her firm ass is hanging in the air. AND I HAVE NO BUTT PLUG!That just won’t do.I silently leave the room and go back to the bathroom. In my travel b...g, I find a package of dental floss and some (pilfered) bottles of moisturizer, and the shelf provides me with two hotel-sized shampoo bottles. Tying the dental floss in a knot around the neck of one of the shampoo bottles, then leaving around 30 centimeters of the line free and tying the other bottle on it, I manage to improvise a pussy-and-butt. He spread her big lips with his left hand and placed the tip of cock at the opening of her cunt. She closed her eyes. Ajay grabbed her round, thick thighs and started pressing against her. Her face hardened. With a small jerk of him she moaned “hick…ah”.Ajay was watching expressions on her face and was not going very hard. His hips were moving slowly to and fro, not particularly trying to push his organ inside her. Then suddenly he started pressing intentionally to go deep inside her. Her face. “Jennie Lee tells me that you are her Uncle!” I disclosed.“Yeah, I am – So what?” he responded curtly.“Whoa there, Jeff, I’m just trying to get to know you a little better, you don’t have to cut my head off?” I replied.“Sorry, David – Daniel, her father was a real SOB, including slapping her around a lot, and her mother too?” Jeff said.“She didn’t tell me that, but I would understand why she didn’t! Wow, that’s rough – if you can’t trust your own dad, who can you trust?” I said, disgusted at. But here they were, French kissing, and no one even noticed them, as if it was a normal thing to do in a classroom.I saw Vijay slithering his hand inside Shreya’s shirt, and kneading her boobs. Her bra was visible. Shreya grabbed Vijay’s crotch.Then, three things happened. First, I looked away from the couple. Second, my best friend, Vinaayak, sat beside me. Vinayak was the son of a businessman. If it weren’t for the scar on his forehead or the birthmark on his cheek or his eagle nose, we would.