"Yeah, alright! I'd like that," Brea giggled. We watched one another undress, then plodded along to the bathroom like it was the school locker room. ...helly did the honors of trimming and shaving Brea's pussy nice and smooth, I stood in the doorway and watched. The job done, Brea stood and proudly turned around slowly to let us look at her beautiful naked body. Shelly and I copped a little feel, caressing her naked flesh as she did so. Shelly took her in her arms and kissed her. They clutched. Maria was shivering, but it certainly wasn’t cold in the tiny car. He could see she was not quite sure if she should open her knees or squeeze them tight to trap his exploring fingers in her cradle of love.The middle-aged villa owner parked on the side street next to the market and he moved his hand up to feel Maria’s panties to see if she was guilty with tell-tale wetness in the area of her vagina or anywhere along her female slit that was still well protected by a dense thicket of black curly. I noticed a futon in one corner of the room, and she nudged me toward it. "Sit down, sweetie. Make yourself at home. Do you like my room?" she asked softly as she sat down on the edge of the futon. As I watched, she lit a stick of incense, which I was presuming to be strawberry. "What's not to like? It's definitely you, babe," I told her. "And do you mean by 'make yourself at home' that I can take off my shoes and socks and throw them randomly around the room?" I kidded her, and seeing her. His carwas a Mercedes and she got in the back as I took thewheel. “Where to?” I asked.She didn’t reply so I asked again glancing in the rearview mirror. She looked at me and smiled saying, “Howabout a cheap hotel where we can have sex.”Shit!! I didn’t know what to say so I said nothing butpulled out of the parking lot.“What’s the matter you don’t find me sexy either?” shecontinued looking at the mirror.“Sure I find you sexy but.