"You don't like driving?"
"It's fine. But these trees are still too close for my comfort. I'll let you handle secluded forests in the middle of nowhere."
"Fair enough."
We meet halfway around the car, and she circles her arms around my waist. "Thank you for teaching me." She pulls me down for a kiss.
I palm her juicy ass. "You did well."
"I had a good teacher."
I give her a final squeeze. "Let's get moving then. Off to Valladolid."
We get in the vehicle. "How long until we get there?"
"I'm guessing it won't be until tonight."
She rubs her hands together and her eyes light up. "Let's play Would You Rather."
"This sounds interesting. How do I win?"
"There normally isn't a winner. It's just to find out all your deep, dark secret thoughts."
"I'm in. Hit me."
"Would you rather have a beach or a pool."
"Beach. What about you?"
"Love the beach if I can see my toes in the water. Otherwise, I'll stick to the pool."
"Scared of sea life?"
"Yep."
"So, you didn't care too much for the river in Belize?"
"Not unless I was holding onto your warm body."
I lick my lips and wiggle my eyebrows. "Like when you sat on my cock?"
She slaps my arm. "You're the one who couldn't keep your underwear on."
I grunt. "Okay, next question. Tacos or burritos?"
"Tacos. You?"
"Same, but I love a good burrito. And the tacos need to be real corn shells, not the crappy flour kind."
"Duh." She rolls her eyes dramatically.
"It's just wrong, isn't it?"
"Agree. And I'll have you know that I'm an expert taco and burrito maker too."
"Yes!" I do a victory pump in the air.
We play our game for hours, only stopping for gas or bathroom breaks like the previous day. It's late afternoon when we pass a sign for Cenote Dzitnup.