.My mind raced as I decided how I wanted him to fuck me. As I was in deep thought, with my hand pulsing his hardness, his hands on me, and our mouths ...ucking each other willingly and indicating we were wanting more, I knew I wanted to get him inside my pussy very soon. I ordered him around to the side of the table and had him put his legs inside the seat. I quickly stripped my soaking panties and shorts off and spread wide for him to catch a glimpse of my shiny, wet, needy pussy as a car passed. Hurry. Get ready. Need to be ready. He shoved the wallet and other things into his pockets. He checked the overnight bag, and all his toiletries had been neatly packed inside. Everything seemed to be there.Just as Dan started to think about... something... he heard MzDominica's footsteps down the hall, coming closer. A last, quick check of everything -- and he noticed the big suitcase, on the floor next to the bed, opened. There was only one thing in it -- but he had no time to look and see. He's not a bad driver, in fact he's pretty good, its just that he can take a nice, if old, German car and then not tidy the interior for five years so it is just a tip inside. Reasoning that a trip with him would be just twenty minutes and I'd have him off my back for a bit, I decided to go with him.I went back upstairs to search though my wardrobe for some respectable clobber for the TV stuff. I decided that the BBC warranted shirt and tie, so found a nice pale blue shirt with a rather noxious. To my surprise, the three Mexican painters came into the living room, looking directly at my bare ass cheeks.It only took a moment for one of them, Jose, to get the nerve up to walk up behind me and touch my ass cheeks very softly.I hadn’t had sex in months and I needed a good fucking. Growing hotter, I held my breath and rested my body on the sofa; bending over for Jose, allowing him to stick a few fingers into my dripping pussy. He worked them in and out as he spoke to the others in Spanish.