The shop indeed was packed to the ceiling with tourist memorabilia, from American shot glasses to castanets, rugs, blankets, Mexican hats, ponchos and...everything else that may or may not be connected with Venezuela.Lauren examined the goods with great interest, tempted almost to buy something for her own parents. A couple of gaudy paintings hung on the wall, and she stood back to appreciate them."Ow!" shrieked the girl as Lauren crunched her toes."Oh, I am sorry!" exclaimed Lauren genuinely.. We spend several minutes on the stairs, me gently finger fucking her. My cock hard within my trousers. I can feel the wetness of my precum moistening my pants. I remove her tights and pants, pulling them down her legs. I briefly bury my face in their warmth, breathing in her smell, enjoying her musk.We get to the bedroom and she turns to me before sinking to her knees, unzipping me and freeing my hard clock from its confines. She rubs her cheek along my shaft, a glistening of precum on her. "You'dbetter hit the shower," he said, " and get back to work."Daniel stood and reached for his white shorts. "Don't bother," John addedgrabbing the shorts out of Daniel's hands. "Just walk naked to theshower. No one's gonna mind. And it would be a shame to cover that niceass."Daniel nodded and headed out the office door.Justin whistled as Daniel walked through the lobby, naked. Daniel didn'trespond, he just moved quickly past the glass front doors and the two guyssitting at the juice bar. They. She had obviously changed her dress after coming back from the bar. Now she was wearing a black silky robe that showed that she was naked underneath. The shadowy shape of her breasts shook as she indicated for me to join her at the table, drawing my attention reluctantly to the beautiful tits I had once worshipped."I see you still like my breasts John. You always did didn't you?" she said softly, mocking me as she reached up and cupped those soft orbs I had known so well all those years.