His hands went round the back of my head and pulled out my hair band and unraveled my plait, putting it over my shoulders. He grinned. ‘Beautiful.�... I smiled whilst blushing. Enrique grabbed my hands in his and he slowly led me around the room as he taught me how to dance. He was gentle and patient with me. He made me laugh and smile. We took a break and Enrique stood behind me and circled his strong arms around my waist his hands began pulling the strings of my white blouse to loosen. I didn’t. Removing his soaked fingers from your pussy he lets you crumble to your sleeping bag as you try and catch your breath though the respite only lasts a moment.“I think we’ve focused on you enough, now it’s my turn,” you hear him growl as the sound of a zipper opens. You try to roll your head to see what’s happening but instead he pushes you to your stomach and roughly pulls you to your knees exposing your dripping pussy and ass to him.As you begin to realize what is coming you feel a sharp pain. Then, as they slept, Marla went to work.The hall bath was larger than her own, and that was where she began to install the heavy mirrors. By the time she finished, the whole floor was covered by heavy mirrors, and the reflection as she stood and looked down excited her. She could see under her dress, see the tight fit of her skimpy panties. She had wanted mirrors on the floor of her bathroom for years, now she had them.Pleased with her work, she mixed herself a glass of iced tea and sat in the. Poor dad, he still doesn’t have a clue. “Oh yeah, before I forget, were leaving for the cabin at 9:00am tomorrow, so you better be up and ready to go” dad added. The rest of dinner was us making jokes and small talk. We finished dinner and cleaned up as usual, and then I asked Rita if she wanted to go for ice cream, she agreed and went to put on some outdoor clothes and grab our phones. Mom and dad told us not to be out too late (it just turned 9:00) so we could get our sleep, we nodded in.