Jody was so bold, she took off her shoe and gently placed her foot between Alex’s legs, slowly moving up until her foot was touching his balls. Alex...was a bit nervous, and did not know what to say or do. However, as nervous as Alex was, he like what Jody was doing to him. Alex moving back out of her reach, and asked Carolyn to dance. Tom asked Jody if she wanted to dance also. As the four were dancing, Jody kept looking at Alex, and smiling at him. She took her tongue, touching, and rolling it. "It's not fear of crashing or any terrorism bullshit. I just can't stand being crammed like a damn sardine with no place to go for a walk. Or for that matter, a smoke.So just as the plane took off I fell asleep. . . .The entire rest room was flooded, and I had to go bad. To make matters worse for some reason I was barefoot. Then I kept seeing shit flowing everywhere. When I finally found a clean stall the toilet itself was overflowing with turds everywhere!I awoke with a k** sitting next. Most of the time we had hooked up solo, but we were no strangers to seeing each other in the buff. Of course this ended up being different. My twin wanted this, I wanted to give it to her, so we took it to a level we never had before. We never had been this drunk either, which helped. Soon we were touching each other, fondling each other’s tits, faking each other out, pretending to kiss for him, and sometimes actually touching lips. Both of us had been aroused before going in, and this. “You like them Spyridoula?” Sir John asked the woman. “They are English girls who like their bodies and aren’t afraid to show them.”“Good, good. English girls are so beautiful and liberated. Do they satisfy you John?”Spyridoula turned to me and tweaked one of my nipples.“I like your cute little titties BP, they make you look very young, have you started having periods yet?”My eyes went wide open as I heard the unusual question.“Err yes,” I replied, then decided to try to say something unusual.