As I continued to watch though, there were more and more subtle movements, from her shoulders and especially her arm, as if she was fidgeting under th... blanket, searching for something. The possibilities intrigued me — was she? I had heard about the ‘Mile High Club’ where people had done the deed while flying, but I always thought that took bravery and opportunity. At least the opportunity had presented itself to my mystery lady. The only other people in first class with us were further back. She had a towel wrapped under her arms, too, and tucked into the overlap under one arm. I could smell the soap and shampoo aromas as we passed. One night, she came to our bedroom to talk to Sandy (who was reading in bed) about something when I was in the shower. I don't close the bathroom door when I shower so I nearly flashed Sam the full Monty when I got out (I wondered at the time why Sandy hadn't closed the door or at least warned me). Fortunately, Sam's voice was the first one I heard when. During our competition Elliot and I had lost the main part of our once in a time good friendship and he couldn't resist the temptation to tease me for his expected victory about Linda. Elliot went so far in his bragging that he promised to give me a video showing how she performs all the nasty tricks he would train her to do for his pleasures.He even wanted to celebrate his victory with a hot party at a mate's summerhouse. Of course, I wasn't invited but a very sexy looking Brazilian stripper. He realized it was tight,when she was sitting on his dick earlier. He pulled out of Monica and asked her to sit on his dick for a minute. Stacy looked a little puzzled. He told her to hang on for a minute. Monica sat on his throbbing cock and he lifted her up and began slamming her cunt. She was up in the air and taking all his hard thrust!Monica - MUTHAFUCKA! OH HELL! FUCK MY LIL PUSSY BABY! FUUUUUUCK!!She had never been fucked standing up before and she was cuming so much,that Stacy was.