Herhand found it’s way between them and fondled his cock as she whisperedin his ear.“I can’t wait to get back to the hotel, Jeff. T...is is fun, but…………. …….. I want to watch you stare at me with that hungrylook and then make wild passionate love to me!”The last few words were delivered breathilly into his ear, making himmelt slightly and press her to him. His hand slipped down the back ofher skirt to find the firmness of a girdle, the. My hands slowly inch up the inside of my thigh, until they just brush against the lips of my pussy. I pour more oil into my hands and massage it into the lips, just barely touching my clit. It jumps as my hand connects with it. I softly moan. I can’t wait to have your lips there. I want your hands running over my body, teasing me into full awareness. I feel a tremor start in my belly as I continue to rub my clit, then i insert one finger inside myself, stroking, wanting to feel your cock there. Or I may have been advising them to find something to eat in the train station near their house. I wasn’t entirely sure. Maybe I got it right, because they all took off toward the edge of town, running fast.Just as I was about to turn back to my daughters in the Land Rover, there was a commotion from an opening too narrow to call a street a couple of yards in front of the van. Someone was coming from the west end of the village. There was some cursing in Spanish and the sounds of crying coming. " Waving her hand, "All these need to be moved away from the window. The room needs to look like it did last time. Remember?" Uh, yeah. I can handle that." Are you going to help him, Dad?" Yeah, we've got it," Jeff said, amused. It had sounded like a question, but he knew an order when he heard one. He did pinch her on the ass when she walked past, though.Shortly, everyone else was bringing in flower arrangements and pedestals. Much like they worked together in the kitchen, the women laughed.