Her dress was tight so I could do it. I moved my hand and touch her pussy on top of her dress, she brought her legs more close and tight, I think she ...idn’t want me to touch her pussy, but I untied her pajama and put my hand inside her, she had little hair.I was watching her all the time when ever there was little light, her face her eyelids were closed but blinking all the time, and her body texture was awesome as I lifted her dress till her stomach I could see her bare body. I put my hand. We knew you couldn’t be that stupid. If you had, we were taking you to an emergency room for a penicillin shot.’ She reaches down, feels my crotch, and nods to Alice and Mary. They dissolve into fits and giggles We finish another bottle of wine and the girls are ready to go. Mary has to make a quick stop to pee. The others go in with her. I wait outside. They come out, then drag and push me out to the limo. We head back to the hotel. The ride back is full of giggles as the ladies recount my. “That’s the palace where I met the King of Sweden,” I said as we passed by «Kungliga Slottet».“Like, for real?” Jessica asked in amazement. “The King of Sweden? You met him?”“I even got to shake his hand. But honestly, it’s just not the same when the king wears a business suit instead of royal clothing. I also got to see the Nobel Prizes handed out in 1979.”“The Nobel Peace Prize?” Jessica asked, “You got to see Mother Teresa as well?”“No, that specific prize is given out in Oslo, in Norway.. I complemented her on her beauty and kissed her to show her that I meant it . She took me to the bath room and showed in the mirror all the marks I left on her body the last night. I said “Every things fair in love and war “. She replied ” na toh ye jung h aur na toh ye pyaar h bas ye humari hawas h “.I laughed and started pinching and biting all those marks again . I again made her wear the transparent see through gown to take the breakfast from the room service and place a currency note in.