I resisted the urge to add the ubiquitous twentieth century “Se Habla Español” to the sign. The Mexican craftsman promised my sign would be ready...in a few days.We carried our loot back to El Toro, and once again, Molly worked her magic. A doily here, a little carving there, and voila, a warm and inviting office appeared. Molly took a small cloth measuring tape out of her drawstring purse and measured the windows and table. She was going to sew my curtains and table drape herself. Molly was all. Then suddenly she stared me in my eyes and said she likes me and I am soo good and suddenly we started kissing and it got more intense and we started smooching our naked bodies got into contact.She hugged me soo tight.We left and were breathing heavily.She naughtily said she has hair some more and looked at her pussy.I told I can help that too and went near her and touched her pussy she shivered a little and we got cleared her bush and while cleaning I intentionally applied soap on her pussy. I touched it. It was vibrating. I pushed it farther in with a finger and then pulled it slowly out. Angela said, "Just twist it to turn it off." "I don't want to turn it off yet." and pushed it back into Mary Ann. "UMMMM" said Mary Ann, who still didn't seem to grasp the situation. "You both need to be my sex slaves for the next two months - every Monday and Friday for two months or else I'll tell your friends at shcool about this and show them the pictures." "OK." they both said in unison. I. I enjoyed the pleasured sensation of rubbing them back and forth that way, and then wrapping my lips around their respective heads still pressed together, sucking and licking them like that from the side. Once again hearing their pleasures as they moaned, sent a wave of pleasurable chills up and down my own spine. As I did that, I now felt each one of them reaching down and begin fondling my breasts. Being as sensitive as they were, I enjoyed the differing manipulations, which soon sent a flood.