Some guys look at us passing us by, lowering their sunglasses, or turning around; I hear a few whistles, and a few "damn!". We’re both wearing jeans...shorts, white boxer shirts, Air Max shoes, and we've treated each other earlier with a few micro braids. We’re both dirty blondes; tall, slim. Sometimes people think we’re sisters; we’re not, obviously; we’re just the same type—as people sometimes say —"the good type, the best type. Listening to that can get really boring.We reach our hotel after. He pressed his right hand to Yeong’s pubic mound and his thumb delved between their bodies, finding her clit by touch and she let out an appreciative moan as her hip movement caused her thumb to mash against his thumb. With his other hand Brandon grabbed Yeong’s ass, feeling as though he was clinging on for dear life as he clenched every muscle he had.Somehow he rode out a bodily spasm and did not feel the familiar sensation of ejacluation occurring. Grateful for the brief extension of time. Where did you think I was?” his friend calmly replies.“Fucking the girl in the PVC dress!”“Nah. She wasn’t interested in taking things further. Unfortunately.”I climb off Matt and slide under the covers, hiding behind him, as they continue their discussion.“Can you… disappear? We’re kind of busy here.”“Where am I going to go at this time of night?”“I don’t know… but… be a friend, yeah?”A thought pops into my head as I listen to them argue. A thought that is so naughty, it makes me blush.But it. Ben swallowed and nodded, unable to speak.Sam continued, "Do you see how wet my pussy is, Ben?" Again he nodded."I really need to be fucked hard and long you know," she added.Ben didn't say anything. Sam pouted while continuing to tease Ben. She sensuously rubbed her body as she slowly moved. Ben's mouth was hanging open in awe of Sam's voluptuous form. After a minute more of teasing she walked over to the bed and laid down on top of Ben and began to kiss him again.Pam got up and shed her.