Justdon't tell anyone, will you?" As long as you keep your wonderful lips for Kevin." said Paula."That is a certainty." said Linda. "Oh boy, I snogged...another girl." I do it all the time." said Paula. "But then, I am a lesbian."Nothing was said about it and both girls fixed their lipstick. Paulawasn't staying for dinner and left not long after the incident. Beforeleaving, both Linda and Janet thanked her for agreeing to be abridesmaid once more.Paula knew her way back and was home within 20. Can’t complain because it was for a good cause. Lucky for me the Jamaican guy had to go to work because Karen would had fucked him till the cows come home. I just hope the Jamaican customs don’t hold us up.To my surprise we pass thru customs in record time and just made our way to the plane. I told Karen it must have been a miracle. Karen laughed “Did you get the name of the custom guy that let us pass without being checked?”No, why? I asked.“It was the local I met while bra shopping. I guess. ‘Ciaran,’ she sighed, half out of breath. ‘Oh, Ciaran… more, please… more…’ I was all too glad to oblige. She let out a disappointed groan when I withdrew my fingers, only for that groan to become an outright cry of pleasure when I buried my tongue in her heat and my muzzle between her thighs. She was getting tense, and I knew I was bringing her close to her first orgasm, so I backed off. She pleaded for me to do it all again, but I held firm, simply massaging her labia with my fingers again.. We gave and got warm, hard hugs with the Guerreros, shared last kisses and kisses and left with wonderful memories and leaking, wobbling boobs -- none of our bras fit!Nice flight back. We gossiped, planned, plotted and napped. As we napped, we'd go outside and play spinning games in the jet engines.At Phoenix, the incoming U.S. Customs agents eyed us girls pretty good. We had eight wet spots and eight boobs moving around quite nicely underneath. They weren't suspicious, just enthralled -- both.