There is an entire history, a train load of emotional baggage, family cultures, neurosis', language, and attitudes you will never imagine and never ex...ect to discover. But each woman is a treasure of unimaginable riches."They emerged from the park outside his building and walked up the streets of Adams Morgan. "Now I am not offering you a magic phrase that will pick up any girl. No, it must be honest. She will see through you if you fake interest just to get in her pants." She gave him a smirk.. I flattened my tongue and pressed against her clit….moving side to side and up and down gently and slowly. I could feel her pushing against my mouth. I could feel her grab my head with her hand and pull me harder to her pussy. I licked, circled and pressed against and on the sides of her raging clit. I could feel her pelvis move up and her breathing grow faster, small moans escaping as she was peaking…until she moaned out loud, that moan of total pleasurable release, that body shaking orgasmic. He inspected his finger for moisture and showed it to Elise. The two of them agreed that she surely was wet enough for Hero's cock, so Jarvis stepped back, and Hero was called up onto the bed.Elise seemed to strain as she raised her knees so that Hero would have easier access to her pussy, but she managed the chore and then spread her knees until her legs were nearly lying on the bed. This served to pull her pussy slit open and ready for Hero's inspection.Hero was called onto the bed and moved. Basically we hardly said a word and had to disconnect the tape deck, no music.It wasn’t very comfortable. So when the girls appeared on the side of the road I was elated because they would create the excuse to drop off the guy.The two new hitchhikers had to sit in the back of the bus with four girls from Brazil behind the partition that separated the two compartments. There was a Plexiglas window but that’s it. No talking back and forth unless we stopped and we did.The roadway going south in.