With them both ready, Linda picked up the telephone, called thenumber of the room given by reception and spoke to the person on theother end. Again Li...da gave no indication to Christina who she wastalking to so as to maintain the surprise. The arrangement was thesame that they would all meet in the reception area. Linda phoned Lizas well to give her the details.So, again, Linda and Christina made their way from their room to thelift and down to the reception area, Christina again unsure what. His tongue flashed over her clit and then was sucked into his mouth, his nose breathing heavily on the tiny landing strip of hair on her mound. Her own fluids mingled with his saliva and he delighted in the nearly forgotten flavor of his wife's arousal. As she squealed and came, he realized that she had not been the only one to suffer from his self-imposed exile. He had deprived himself of this flower – this jewel – for far too long. All thoughts of her husband's project had been obliterated. Then Miranda marched over to me.“Hola. You the English teacher?”“Buenos dias. Yes, that's me.”“My daughter need lessons. You want to show me how you work?”“Sure. When can I do that?”“Now. We are going home. You get your books and come with us.”“I don't need books at first,” I said. My initial class was always the same: going through the basics of alphabet, numbers etc, and seeing how much the student knows.“Muy bien,” Miranda said. “We go now.”We piled into Miranda's beaten up old SEAT and. Once we got inside 1 of the waiters took us straight to a table reserved for us near the stage. Joe had also already ordered dinner for us as well, Prime Rib au jus with baked potatoes with salad before the entrée. Joe also had previously brought a quart jar of Angels special sauce for her salad & dinner. He had 1 of the neighbor wives come over & let the ponies & donkey fuck her & had saved their cum from then for Angel.When our salad was delivered the waiter also placed the jar of pony cum on.