While I stood in front of her she pulled my briefs down and had mestepped out of those. She then reached over to the night stand and tookone of the co...doms. She opened the package and pulled out the latexsheath and slid it over the head of my already hard cock.Once she rolled it down to the base of my cock she looked up at me andwith a beautiful smile on her face she asked, "Did I do it right?"I had to chuckle as I said, "I guess so I never used one before." Does that mean you're a virgin too?". She went n stood near the sink facing the mirror.I followed her to the toilet with my mind racing. She was standing with her back towards me. I could see her reflection in the mirror; she lifted her T shirt and unhooked her bra under the shawl. The shawl was still covering her breast and I couldn’t see it. She just stood there waiting, with her arms resting on the washbasin counter, I walked to her, I stood behind her little away from her, and I did not want her to know about my raging hard on.. I did end up showing her the finer points of playing with your own asshole. We were open about it, and open of our bodies. She saw my asshole so stripped down and showed me hers. It was even tighter than mine, and her bare, pink, protruding pussy lips accentuated it, making it look even smaller. From then on, nudity and masturbation were normal around our room. We never closed the door to our bedroom, often watched porn together, masturbated together, and even just watched the other person play. Jessica was a dark haired, dark eyed, attractive English girl in her mid-twenties. She was taking a break and traveling around Italy before starting a new job. I could tell she had been in Italy a while because of the tan she had acquired, and there was something about her that drew me in. The conversation ranged from jobs; I was in computers and Jessica was an architect, to life, loves and family. It transpired that she was still a virgin despite her age, something I found strange as she was a.