While she was relaxling in the bed, I sat in the sofa and we were talking in general and she came to Indian women, their marriage, their habit and the...r sex etc. She told me that in US that there no restrictions on sex for anyone. She further told me that she had finished her under graduation (bachelor degree) and she worked for a departmental store and stayed alone. She said she had a strong desire for sex. She used to have sex at least twice a week in US.She told me she was very choosy in. Turn around and get on your hands, Sheryl says, breaking off the kiss. I turn around and get on my hands and knees. I hear her do the same, and then she gasps. I feel her position the head of the dildo at my opening, and she pushes backwards. It slides into my pussy and I groan as it enters me. We bump our asses back into eachother, fucking the other while getting fucked. The slap of our asses against each others makes me go crazy, and the scent? Oh God, the scent of our oozing cunts filled me. They each had a few more drinks and were really starting to relax when Jim mentioned to her once that he had made love to a stranger in the plane's restroom on the way to Singapore. She stared at him wide-eyed with fascination. He could almost see her mind working. She replied that she'd heard where people do that and call it the " mile high club." "Would you like to join the club too Sandy?" asked Jim. Before Sandy could answer him, Jim leaned over and touched his lips to hers. He heard her. So I ran up to the third floor where my brothers room was to get him take care of the mess. Enter his room, he is lying face down on the bed still in pants and shoes a disgusting puddle of vomit in the trash bin by his bedside. I tried waking him up, shaking him, yelling at him to go down and take care of his obviously drunk and passed out girlfriend all I got in return were grunts and growls, a fuck off, a stream of vomit that missed the trash and then back to face down on the bed&hellip, no.