In fact not only was he watching us, but I could see Luis had a hand on his shorts slowly rubbing over the outline of a similarly sized rod to Manny�...s. My ears were slowly adjusting to the slapping of Manny’s balls slapping against my chin, and just under his moans, I could hear Luis panting and cooing behind him. I was caught off guard as Manny Moaned loudly as he exploded into my mouth, squirting 7 or 8 shots of delicious cream down my throat. Pulling out of my mouth, he collapsed on a bench. I dressed in the blue denim cargo shorts they were Bermuda shorts length. They were very much like blue jeans. The were cut more like cargo pants, just made from the same material as modern jeans. Needless to say I liked them a lot. I didn’t know how long I would be gone, so I tossed two more pairs of cargo shorts into my largest pack. I also put in five colored tee shirts along with five golf type knit shirts. Extra shoes, socks, along with the Colt .38. My Taurus .22 mag was going to start. He hooks thumbs into them, and pulls gently down as they slide off my ass, down my legs, easily. “Close your eyes for me, baby.” “Mmm, anything for you, darling.” I close my eyes and allow my other senses to become more alert. I feel him move about a bit as I try to figure out what he’s doing. I can’t though, and yet I trust that he is up to no good, but the kind of no good that makes me yearn more for him. I lie as still as I can all I can hear is the faint sounds of the music and my own. A slow finger ran between my legs and we could both feel I was wet. The next thing I knew, the strings on either side of my bikini bottoms were pulled off and I was left breezy under my skirt.The finger returned to my valley and when it reached the front, hooked upwards to find my clit out, and ready. Again so slowly, the finger moved. I was standing in front of a guy sitting down and I could see he had noticed what was going on. His boner was threatening to rip through the front of his.