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“There’s times when I wish that I was a girl.” Harry said, “it’s easier for girls to have fun than it is for us guys.” “Yeah, it is,” I replied, “but the next 4 days sounds like fun for all of us.” “It will be.” Luke said. We finished a couple of beers, talking about what the guys had been up to, then I left to get ready for the unknown. I’d already seen the club as I’d been walking around and it looked like your average San Antonio night club from the outside, nothing spectacular, a bit seedy perhaps, but I was on holiday to have some fun and I couldn’t imagine that it was a front for kidnapping girls to sell as sex slaves so I’d decided to go. I decided to wear a skater type skirt and top with nothing underneath, the skirt just being long enough to cover my butt and tingling pussy I arrived at the club just before 8 o’clock to find that the door was open so I walked right in. It was quite dark compared to the bright lights outside but my eyes soon adjusted and I saw a bit of a dingy room. I started to have thoughts that muscle I had made a mistake going there but a man came over to me and told me that they didn’t open until 10 o’clock. I handed him Pedro’s card and told him that I was there for the ‘special’. He smiled as his eyes went up and down my body. threesome “Right,” he said, “come with me.” I followed him to what I assumed was a ‘private’ room in one corner of the main room. Inside was another girl about my age or maybe a bit younger. She Euro too was wearing a skimpy handjob top and micro skirt. The man left and I turned to the girl and said, “You here for the ‘special’?” “Yeah, I’m Daisy. Do you know anything about this ‘special’?” “Emily, only that it’s supposed to be all about pussy eating.” “Yeah, that’s what I was told. I’ve come prepared for that.” Daisy said as she pulled the front of her skirt up to reveal her uncovered slit. “Me too.” I said, lifting the front of my skirt. Just then the door opened and a third girl was shown in. After introductions and a flash of her (Donna) uncovered slit, the man came back and told us to follow him. He led us outside to a people carrier and told us to get in, which we did. The journey took about 30 minutes during which us 3 girls joked about us getting taken to slave cumshot traders or to some sort of torture chamber. We were joking, but I suspect that the other 2 were a bit like me and wondering if it were true. The thought of lots of men eating my pussy was stronger than the fears. We arrived at a nightclub (big signs) out in the hills but the vehicle didn’t stop in the big car park, instead it went round the back to where there were quite a few cars parked. The driver told us to get out then he led us into a large room, a sort of small barn, where we saw 2 huge, round, wooden, solid looking tables with about a dozen, middle-aged to elderly men sat around each table. They were all smartly dressed in expensive looking shirts and were eating, drinking and talking in Spanish. I ask Jennifer to call her and find out why she didn’t join us. I had the perfect question for her. Once she placed the bottle back on the table, she licked her lips with the tip of her Euro tongue. “Because sweetie, I won’t handjob be able to control myself, I mean look at him, mmm, I have a hard enough time cumshot just seeing him muscle and that hot yummy body of his but if I saw his dick like that, oh god.” She said quietly giving me these new tingly feelings. It was so hot. “Kayaking? Screw the threesome meatloaf. It wasn’t hard to figure out what both Don and I were looking at, two bare breasted beauties. Mom moved in the kitchen, getting ready to go. Of course, Jack would fuck her too but that should be the last straw for her. Her hand was soft. I arrived at the hotel and Jen was still interviewing. "I was a bit behind this week because of the flu I had, so I thought I'd come in and catch up." “Yes, definitely,” Madison said. Hell, she hadn’t so much as stubbed her toe in the last week judging by the dim light of my power.