Is there anything I can get for you?”Greta said, “Yes. We can both do with another drink. I want Ginger Ale and Maddie drinks Coca Cola.”“Back... in a couple of minutes.”Harold made his way to the bar, but his progress was impeded by a couple of women who were slightly older than he was. From his actions, it looked like he was putting them off. As he continued on to the bar, Maddie said, “See what I mean?”Greta responded, “Yeah, they are interested in him. Aren’t they?”“Yes, they are. If he wasn’t. With his right-hand Thomas grabbed and pulled down her panties. They pooled around her polished toes. With the outside of his left arm he spread her right leg. He grabbed under her right knee and lifted her leg higher holding it up and allowing him better access to her clean-shaven pussy. Her black sandal dropped to the floor and her right foot’s painted toes dangled in the air. Her panties lay on the ground now wrapped around her left ankle. Thomas buried his face into her pussy. He used his. I had done a lot of preparation for this trip. Besides learning Spanish, which, given the rate at which I read and retained information now, wasn't that difficult, I had read up on what was happening in Mexico. Not for any particular reason, just a mixture of 'you never know' thinking and curiosity.One thing I had learned was how frighteningly common kidnapping had become in all of Latin America. It was so common that anyone with money had a special kind of insurance called Kidnap and Ransom. Susan handed me the glass while Jennifer went from massaging my ass to slipping a finger up and down my ass crack. Then Susan told me to masturbate and catch my cum in the glass. My natural shyness to do that was conquered when Jennifer spit on her third finger and slipped it in my asshole.While she gently massaged and finger fucked my asshole, I quickly stroked myself to orgasm. It was an amazing feeling to stand there with a pretty girl’s finger in my rectum while they both watched me.