She only had a small amount of hair on her plump little mound that she seemed to keep nicely trimmed, and as I went back to kissing her, all I could t...ink about was being in her. I casually brushed my hand against her pussy, and as I spread her leg a little, our eyes briefly met as I gently started to rub and finger her pussy. Hope quickly leaned up on her elbows and as I looked at her, she smiled at me, and continued to watch me as i touched her pussy. We eventually laid back down kissing. I barely had met them in the past; but they were a nice couple. The first night after dinner, we sat down close to the bonfire in the chimney and had a few drinks; chatting about all sorts of things.After midnight everybody was a little bit tired; so each couple headed to the bedrooms. I touched Ana in bed; but she said she was tired to have sex…I awoke after two hours and got there staring at the ceiling. Then I heard someone from the other bedroom get up and go down stairs. A few seconds. " A quizzical expression crossing Amy's face at this seemingly unrelated announcement. "I'll give you some hints as to what it is," I continued. "It's already in Omar's room. It's soft, bigger than a bread box and I know he will like it." As I listed the hints I could feel Amy's body grow stiff beneath me as my intentions became clear. "I still need to finish unwrapping it," I added with a meaningful look down at Amy's bra and thong. Finally eliminating any remaining doubt I asked,. Once I was in an event interacting with a model who was in a sleeveless dress. And all I did was to stare at her armpits,” I went on. “I was a bit shocked when she came to me, said hi and left with a peculiar smile. It had left me wondering what it meant? I am sure she’d have taken me as an armpit lover. God, I’d have given everything back then to have a closer look even if it was for a minute. But I never got to meet her again,” I added.“And what made you mad about my armpits?” she asked while.