It was a short walk to their car. John helped put the stroller away while Marisa took care of Jack. He kissed her as she stood in the door of the driv...r's seat. Marisa broke the kiss. "John, I don't care how late you come back, wake me." Marisa wiggled her eyebrows suggestively so that he got the point. She kissed him again and soon was on her way, headed off the island.Marisa was asleep when John got back, but she awoke when she heard Grant's car pull up. They were all drunk and loud. She saw. Innocent but patient and apparently willing. She brought his hand back between her legs and started to show him what to do.Was this really happening? He wondered, 24 hours earlier Marianne had been a bitch with great legs and he’d been trying to look up her skirt when she was on the steps. Now she was on the floor with her (his) shirt open, showing her very impressive tits (he noticed now) and wearing just a pair of wet panties below. His hand was being guided to rub her harder now and she was. "Don't hog the mirror," the tanned blond girl pouted towards theglass for the benefit of the watching girls, "You're in no need of it you,you ugly four eyed pig."Another girl joined in giggling, "With a face like yours you'llbreak it."The blond haired girl grabbed at the plats and swung the bespectacledgirl away from the basins making her fall in to the side of the first toiletcubical.A dark haired girl flicked her ponytail with her fingers, admiringit in the mirror, "Thank you Lara, mirrors. Robinson? I’m not trying to seduce you.” I don’t think I am, anyway. Oh goddess, his hands feel so good.Wayne pushed the robe down farther and she straightened her arms to pull her hands out of the sleeves. She heard him gasp. She quickly pulled her arms back alongside her breasts.“What is it?”“I just ... God, Rebecca. It’s like someone beat you across your ... um ... I know you’re not trying to seduce me ... but ... um...”She felt his hands caress the soft globes of her buttocks. She couldn’t.