I was talking to John and not paying attention to where I was stepping. I had seen the locals and had maneuvered around them, but one of the girls was...keeled over and puking up her party favors. She had enough sense to pull her hand away as my foot began its descent, but she glared up at me from her crouched position."Are all American's so rude?" she asked me.Her voice and accent were like doves cooing in the dark, soft, gentle and hypnotic. I bent down, put my hand on her shoulder and. And before we knew it, his fingers were touching my pussy right there in the restaurant. What a turn on that was. I think his cock practically unzipped his pants all on its own. Feeling me up in public and knowing that some of the people around had to know what we were doing, was a turn on for both of us. We couldn't stand much more and went back to the room where we spent hours and hours sucking and fucking and fondling and tasting one another until we fell asleep in exhaustion. The next. Being trapped between her massive thighs got me even harder. She ground her pussy against me, driving my tongue deeper, and with a roar, she flooded me with her sweetness.When she regained control of her body, she kept her legs around my head and resumed stroking me. Her motions were gentle, and it was clear she was just trying to keep my cock hard, not progress me towards orgasm. I continued licking her, and she squirmed and squealed. She once again ground against me, and flooded me with her. Both men just shook their heads. Their wives really did have the oddest senses of humor. By now they could recognize when they were pulling their legs.But they all could see that Marie obviously found someone that was more than just a passing interest. They wondered how Seth felt about her as well.It was then that they saw Marie lean over and say something to Seth, but as in their previous conversation they still couldn't hear what was said, but right after what ever it was, Seth sat up.