She rocked a chic, short-sleeve blouse and mini-skirt.Loretta poured me a glass of wine and we shared a bowl of potato chips. Soft music played in the...background and a soft breeze cooled us down. “Tell me, do you have a boyfriend back home?”, my bewilderingly beautiful host asked. “Yes, we have been together since high school”, I replied. As we became tipsy, the conversation quickly switched to sex. She asked whether I have been with girls before. When I said no, Loretta appeared a little. She kept up our hot lap dance until the party slowed down. Eventually Beth was just lying in my lap, i felt up her body and under her shirt. I massaged her small tits and slowly humped her from underneath. I was so horny and i could tell she was too. Beth whispered in my ear "Do you want me to jerk you off? I'll give you a handjob if you want." My cock was so stiff and having her do that would have been perfect. We had to find a place for our little sexcapade. We went behind my friends house. She stood up and held out her hand. Mike stood and took her hand in his and she led him to the workshop door. She took a deep breath."Ok let's go inside," she reached for the door handle but it was locked."Shit!" she said.Mike pulled out a key ring and unlocked the door. Michele looked at him, more than a little surprised."Cops carry keys to all the municipal buildings?" she asked a little incredulously.Mike smiled."No but I have a copy for this door because it's still a crime scene." Oh," she. Don Enrique and Pedro were standing upon the quay watching small boats glide over the waters of the harbour travelling from one merchant to another and the shore. Their party of guardsmen stood a few feet away trying to remain inconspicuous. All of them were dressed in Moorish clothing in an attempt to disguise who they truly were."We will wait here for Ishmael and Martinez," Pedro replied in an equally low voice. "Ishmael has gone to check the gate leading from the harbour into the inner city..