She asked us to dry our hair immediately. I went to my room and changed my clothes within a minute, came out to check what my Mom was doing. She was b...sy in the kitchen.I went towards the guest room. The door was closed. I tried to check if it was bolted from inside, but it was not. I slowly open the door and peeped into the room. There she was, my sex goddess! She had removed her saree. She was standing in front of the mirror with her wet blouse and petticoat on. She was busy. While Dave was preparing dinner, Jill had brought the washing in, folded it and put it away. Dave thought it is nice sharing the chores; we are just like a big family, although sometimes I think Peter is our son, not Jill's lover. Maybe that is just wistful thinking he told himself.After dinner, Jill asked for another movie, so Dave got another of his favourite Michael J Fox movies, The Concierge, an easy to watch love story.Then it was time for bed once again. But Jill got into bed with her. Then we all changed into our uniforms and went to dinner with the other competitors. Being mostly English speakers, we hung together. Allie conversed with some of the other contestants and I nudged Kate and Wendy to point out Portia Lupino, the Mexican queen of the courts. I have to say, she is pretty damned cute. Kate was scanning the room like she was waiting for someone specific. A young man and woman sat at a table nearby and looked totally lost. Kate got up to go talk to them—in some. They weren't real creative. I lifted Beth's chin up so I could kiss her lips, "Well, watching this sure makes me appreciate having you, Babe."She smiled, as I picked her up and carried her over to the bed. Muting the sound, I lay on my back before pulling her over me putting us in the classic sixty-nine position. I licked her pussy as she suckled on my cock. I managed to get her off three times before I finally exploded. She spun around so that we were both laying the same direction. Looking.