While we continued kissing, I moved my hand toward her pussy. What I felt next was amazing, when my fingers reached her lips, they were met with moist... pussy juice that flowed in spite of the fact we were in the gulf. My fingers easily slide into her, and at this point, I was all hers. Rascal let out a soft moan as I rubbed her pussy. I looked around to see if anyone was watching, but did not see any obvious gawkers, but really who cared at this point.As I fingered Rascal, she relaxed and let me. It had taken a while to relax and now I felt like fucking again, but I knew that I just couldn’t, since I was flying back to the US tomorrow. I would have plenty of time and many cocks to have fun with once I got back into the states. I really couldn’t wait until I got home, since I had truly missed my life there. I had spent the last 7 months living in Argentina as a low priced hooker and although it had been a means to suppress my sexual addiction, I had fucked nearly 1000 different men from. Me: but you haven’t shown me your thing yet. What about it?Ritu: How can I show it just like that?I knew she wanted it but cant say directly. So I initiated. I went close to her. She way looking down with shyness. I kept hand on her shoulder. A current passed in her body. I was naked. She hugged me very tight. I flipped my fingers in her tshirt. She was wearing bra. I was feeling her body. She had worn a slight scent. I was kissing her on side. Even she was gasping for air. I removed her. She loved that Gabriel’s eyes were flashing back and forth. He was trying to count and yet get in every last glance that he could.He announced he had the info he needed and had to run to the supply house before they closed. Kelly saw the bulge of a large hard-on in his pants. It was sticking straight out and he was doing as much to cover his lump as Kelly was to cover her tits and pussy: Nothing.Gabriel dashed out of the house. Kelly spent a few more moments chasing stray hairs. Soon she was.