We stopped several times, and Max pointed out some of the interesting flowers and trees around us. At one stop, Max turned to face the side of the tra...il and started to pee into a bush. He held his cock casually in one hand and just let it flow.“I wish I could do that,” I commented. I really had to pee. “I shoulda gone before we left the club.” “Why can’t you do it now?” Max said challenging me, as his stream splashed into the bush and onto the grassy trail.“Here?” I asked, a bit shocked.“It’s. Every so often I would feel a clammy hand come up and grope my ass, my hips, even my breasts. I pushed all thoughts away and continued to dance, never dropping my sisters’ hands. The girls were long gone, each eating a different guy’s face. Looking around I couldn’t help but laugh, in the morning they would all regret wearing their beer goggles tonight. Ten minutes before the night ticked over into day, I had the sudden need to pee. Stupid alcohol I said to myself. ‘I’m going to the toilet’, I. ”My face hardened further. There was no way she knew what I had asked Autumn to do. She was just being a general bitch instead of a specific one. Still, my blood was boiling.“If you say so, Morgan. How do you feel about hurting your teammate? Do you think she’ll ever want to be friends with you after that stunt? You know what you did. She knows what you did. I know what you did.”She rolled her eyes and scoffed at me. “You two did what you two were going to do. If I helped, so be it,” she said. Tomorrow he was holding a party which was my chance to get in.I arrived in Cuba were an airport worker gave me another envelope. I went to the airport cafe and opened it. Inside was a picture of the target. She was a Latino teen. She had black hair and brown eyes. Her skin was that nice coppery tan that Latinas have. Her tits were big but not gigantic. Her husband would have been a lucky man. My cock grew as I knew I would be penetrating her tomorrow.I arrived at 10:00 the next morning at the.