There was no denying that last night she was a willing participant in a threesome. That was not the behaviour of the young girl who had waited until h...r wedding night to indulge in anything more than some kissing even if some of the snogging had got a trifle smoky. But then again she was now a married woman and her husband had clearly liked what had happened and had most definitely not gone floppy.Looking at the two sleeping beauties Lisa decided that ordering breakfast in their villa seemed. I began rubbing my cock through my shorts. I couldn’t get the image of her puffy nipples or the aroma of her sex out of my mind. Suddenly, a lightning strike and thunder clap occurred nearly simultaneously and Ashley jumped. She snuggled closer to me and I felt her smooth leg rub against mine once again. I froze. Oh my god, was she awake? Did she catch me jerking off? In the near totally blackness the only sound I could hear was the rain pelting the tent and the pounding of my heart.She was. At least, that’s how she and her pagan friends shoddily translated the Latin. Mulling over the black magic, throbbing pain dulling her senses, her heavy lids threatened to pull her into a restless sleep.Tap... tap... tap...Grumbling, she propped up her head, looking for the source of the rapping on her window pane.Tap... tap... thunk!“What the hell?” Something hard bounced off her window with a clunk.Slipping on a pair of white cotton panties and an oversized band t-shirt, she opened her. “Thank you, Jeanine,” he said. Turning back to John, he said, “Come on. Let’s make you another drink,” and led the way into the parlor. Jeanine curtsied silently and knelt again, to finish the floor. John glanced at her briefly and followed Malcolm. ‘Pretty girl.’ he thought to himself.Jeanine looked back over her shoulder as John walked away. She felt like telling him she could use some help, and not with the mopping either, but ‘Uniform B’ precluded that idea. ‘Uniform B’ was the code word.