My skin is smooth and soft and your hands roughly explore me, your lips finding mine. We spend what seems like an eternity, touching and kissing, str...king each others body. My naked breasts rubbing against your tee shirt. You begin to undress and push me back on the rug, kissing and nibbling my throat and neck. I can feel how hard you are, and you push your legs between mine, forcing my legs apart widely, so you can lie between my thighs. We continue to touch and kiss, licking and softly. “Don’t laugh, she is a bloody pest. I’ve told her a dozen times I’m not interested, but she doesn’t seem to want to get the message, even for a Genteli.” “She is beautiful and seems intelligent,” I replied.He nodded, “She is both of those things, and if I were a different man, I’d take her up on her offer, but I believe I’d hurt her, so no.”I looked at his crotch and then at his face inquiringly, and he nodded. “Must be a bitch finding bedfellows,” I remarked.“Yes,” he sighed. “Even back home,. My head was reeling. So many fantasies became reality at the same time. I stuck my tongue in his foreskin, and felt like I had discovered something spectacular. He moaned in appreciation. Maybe I was out of practice, but I was doing something right. My eyes were closed. Lost in my bliss. At some point the lights came on in the arcade for the morning cleaning. I was put off, thinking I was busted with a cock in my mouth. I stopped momentarily.My friend took the pause as a cue and leaned down to. "Wendy, Irene offered to help us out. She has a bit of wind power, and is offering to use that to protect you if I have to run an errand. Why don't we let her walk with us and you can get to know her."Wendy looked a bit surprised as Irene blushed. At first I thought Wendy would refuse, but instead she looked at Irene. "Why?" she asked.Irene shuffled her feet. "Because I remember how it was when I changed and I had no friends. Hector used to come over to my house just to visit and play games.