The waiter left some towels at our table and smiled as he left off.“He seems nice. Maybe I should flirt with him a little,” Aunt Lisa said.“Lisa...please, that kids not old enough to buy liquor,” mom teased.“Yeah but I bet he has the stamina to go along with that body. The things I could do...”“Like serve your time? You better stop messing with that boy before someone sees you.”“Fine, you killjoy. It’s not like I have a penis to go home to or anything...”“Oh just eat your pancakes you big. His hands gripped my thighs tightly. I begin to moan softly with each flick of his tongue. I grabbed wildly at his bed coverings my hips bobbed uncontrollably in rhythm with his tongue, causing my tits to jiggle. I glanced down at him, his eyes fixated on the bouncing mounds of tit. I felt one of his hands slide off of my thigh, just before his finger penetrated my slippery wet pussy. He wriggled one finger deep inside me till his knuckles pressed against me, then he began to slide it back in. If we stayed to the plan we would catch up to them tomorrow at the plane.As I looked around, I noticed that there were a lot of Americans in this hotel and in a way it worried me. Large groups of Americans in any foreign country were easy targets anywhere in the world, it seemed like no place was safe anymore. I hoped cutting the boys loose was not a bad idea. It came to my mind that it was time for them to spend in the gym on the basics with some of the hot spots we were going to.At eight. We finished our dinner and John watched the news, as I got ready to go along with him. John was already dressed as he always just wore sweat pants and his jersey when making any appearances. I went into our bedroom to see just what I could come up with to wear. I wanted to find something that looked nice as well as sexy. I was looking for something that made me look hot as well as like a slut in heat. It also had to be functional in case I got lucky while at the mall. I checked out a low cut.