He was wearing a dark purple tank shirt over his muscular torso, a pair of wildly printed board shorts and flip flops.“You going to work tonight?”...Napoleon asked Ben.When Ben shook his head, Napoleon told him, “Then get your ass in the house put get your work stuff together, ‘cause we aren’t coming home until tomorrow at the earliest!”Ben told him that his stuff was already in the car. Napoleon peeled a couple of bills out of his wallet and handed them to his wife.“I didn’t have time to fix. .?" She returned his smile for her own, "It's Isis." "Well, that's a lovely name, Isis." he grinned, leading her to a small coffee shop on the corner of the same block. When they sat down and he ordered a coffee that smelled strangely of rum and cinnamon, she took out her map again, looking for where her hotel was supposed to be located. She sighed, pushing the map away and picking up the mug, inhaling the scent of cloves and coffee. "So, what are you looking for, anyway?" he inquired, taking. " Marina smiled and walked over to Lisa, she spread her legs wide and sat on Lisa's lap facing her looking into her eyes. Marina's nipples brushed Lisa's and both girls caught their breath. Marina took both of Lisa breasts in her hands and began to massage them gently from the outside toward the erect nipples. She let the tips of Lisa's tits slip through her thumb and forefinger, squeezing each nipple softly. Lisa closed her eyes and moaned softly while her hand fell between Marina's. Her eyes are on mine instantly and I can’t help but desire her even more. Our lips quickly connect and our bodies intertwine. Christina’s hips rock against mine and her tongue slips into my mouth. I push her back against the edge of the pool and grind more thoroughly into her. Her legs begin to part slowly, allowing me to grind her deeper. My fingers grip her ass and shove her little thong to the side. I nearly cum when I find her pussy. I don't know if it was the water or her juices, but I had.