But when I play the same riff that we traded back and forth across the courtyard just before stepping naked into each other's view, she beams with a s...y, almost child-like smile. Instinctively her cello responds, matching me note-for-note while adding just a hint of her own syncopation. The magic comes flooding back. She leads and I follow. Almost without noticing how it happens, we trade places, and I toss out the melodies while she harmonizes.At some point, I become aware of the details of. I left to have a piss. Like most London pubs the fucking toilets are underground and it seemed to take an age. when I got back, the barmaid was bent over the table with my buddy pumping her from behind. His trousers and pants around his ankles. The barmaid's tights and knickers just down her thighs, her belly and tits squashed against the table she was moaning each time my buddy pushed his cock into her, and her arse rippled as his groin slapped against it.The bitch asked, he said to me, didn't. All she had on were her red stockings and bright red lipstick with a smile. She told me to get naked and join her. I did so. She knew I had sexual assault experience and told me to treat her like I am fucking my girlfriend. I immediately began eating her pussy out. Right away she started to cum and I found out she squirts a lot. Her cum was not thin and watery and not as thick as a guys cum but somewhere to in between. After I ate her out she gave me a mind blowing blow job. Seeing her bright. I found out later on, that they were sisters.As we continued to talk, a local merchant approached me. Not wanting to be bothered, I told the man, “Sorry, I don’t speak Spanish.” Confused, the man shook his head and backed away. The girls then offered to translate for me if I followed their group. Since I could understand their English better than the Spanish of our guide, I took them up on their offer. As we walked through the ruins, they told me that they were direct descendants of the Mayan.