" What about you? Do you get wet for no reason too?" Uh-huh, sometimes." I think we're going to have to talk more about this when we have moreprivacy... okay?" she asks me with a pleading look in her hazel-greeneyes."I agree. How about tomorrow night after we've checked into ourrooms?" Deal," she answers.Based on Julie's suggestion, I wear a pair of slacks for the flightprimarily for comfort and the ease of getting around. I also wear apair of low heels though with knee-high hose if only for. I just politely said no and he moved on. As I rounded a corner, and to my surprise, he had pulled over and parked his car. He was still inside, so when I was coming nearer the car I slowed down: I was curious, but shy. it was all new to me.He said hi and I stopped as I responded. There were no lights and his car lights were off, so I couldn't really see anything. He began talking to me asking me about my bike and cycling.As my eyes adjusted to the darkness I could see into the car and I noticed. In short order, I had three lovely ladies undressing me and then leading me over to the hot tub to relax.“Sit back, brave, strong Nate, and let you’re ‘ride harem’ take care of you.” Said Melinda, as Melody carried over a tray with bottled water and fresh grapes and strawberries on it. Melinda was on my left, Melody on my right, Anne and Lizzie were somewhat on their knees in front of me, breasts bobbing in the waves. Each of my four ladies took turns feeding me grapes and strawberries, as well. I was practically chewing it off!My tongue eventually found the hymen-busted opening to Emi’s vaginal hole. I was determined to tongue-fuck this hole and I justified myself by thinking that saliva was supposed to be an analgesic as well as an antibiotic. I was most assuredly unsure of the effects of molasses on ripped pussyflesh. My cousin’s whimpering cries increased as my tongue slipped deep inside her vagina and played whirly, twirly, taste-the-pussy games. Mmm, nice, tight pussy just.