If he said Central America, then she’d just need to learn how to speak Spanish. ‘Then what do we do?’ ‘For now, we wait. I don’t want to tra...el by day if we can possibly avoid it. That means we’re stuck here for a few hours, until the sun goes down.’ Maggie nodded. ‘So what do we do until then?’ As she sat on the bed, still wearing last night’s sweat-soaked clothes from the club, she realized what the question sounded like, and she blushed. ‘I mean-um, well, do you have food?’ She hadn’t. They focused on me, but did not stop handling each other intimately. I had to admit they were both very attractive, Abril was the hottest girl in the building, and if Cynthia was not second (Pammie was hot too) she probably came in third. Naked in my bed, kissing on each other’s pussy and tits while one talked to me, they looked hot. We were going to have to get together as a threesome very soon. I had spent about 16 hours with Gracie, but I still got aroused watching them. Well, they were hot. "Just don't mention that you saw us to Fred."Their waiter appeared to ask if they wanted dessert. Maggie hesitated. She was unused to a big meal in the middle of the day."Let's have some!" Pat insisted. "It's our last day. We'll have some ice cream. I'll have strawberry. She'll have chocolate," she said to the waiter.Maggie hadn't forgotten the ice cream comparison Pat had made about Fred and Charlie.Pat noticed the furrows on her brow."It's in honor of the boys," Pat assuaged her. "We've put. She obediently sucked him a little, but with no expertise at all. He would have to teach her what was nice, he decided. Then she pushed him away and rolled onto her back on the bed."Now you've had your little play, see if you can do your duty like a real man," she taunted."What do you mean... ?" he started to ask, but she interrupted him impatiently."I mean I want to feel you deep in my body at the front making my babies," she said, not at all the shy, frightened bride he had expected on the.