First her overall bibs, then her tank top, then her panties until her clothes were in a heap by her barefeet she takes me by the hand and leads me int... the kitchen, she opens the fridge and pulls out a bowl of strawberries and some whipped topping, she dipped a strawberry and brings it to my lips, I opened my mouth and she only teased my tongue with the sweet fruit, then after a few playful seconds she placed the berry in my mouth and kissed me at the same time.The combination of our mouths. Leaning against the wall, I watched him shower. When he finished, we got out to dry off.Brad called Jenny to tell her and Glen we were heading to breakfast. He chuckled as he hung up the phone."My sister’s hungover too," Brad said.Brad and I met Jenny and Glen in the dining room. I sipped coffee and tried to focus. By my second cup of coffee, I began to feel human again. Jenny and I swore we would never drink like that again.After breakfast, we went up to the pool. Brad and Glen pushed. Her brain-meat is almost completely useless now. Her fadge is wet. The leather of her seat is extra juicy and hot off it. The beef curtains are so, so far apart. Her eyes are wide. They have rolled right up so that only glistening white balls can be seen. Her body is full of Paella. Her bum-hole is all confused without the brain to rule it, suddenly her sweet pink little bum-hole opens with a long, sloppy squelch. Shelly death-soils. Long, thick, rich logs of nightsoil slide wetly from her open. I talked to our friend and we agreed to allow her to use our subs. They both protested but I said too bad and the Dom gave us the address for tomorrow night. She said please bring the subs here first and then you guys can go to the event and watch. We said ok. She said have them here at 9. We left and walked them to the hotel and let them rest.The next morning as we walking around we saw things that in the US would not be allowed. We saw several ladies being led down streets dressed very skimpy.