I watched him stare at my pussy, and I purposely forced a loud moan. "Mind if I join in?" he asked seriously. I said "No," and he quickly pulled his p...nts down, and rubbed his manhood through his plaid boxers. I slipped my panties off, and spread my legs wide open after a few minutes, teasing him. "Oh God, little sis!" he moaned. "I'm going to cum, just looking at you!" I firmly pressed my finger against my clit, and rubbed hardly. He pulled his boxers down, and sat on my bed. Without an. “Huh?” “You heard me. You’re looking at me now the same way you looked at me back then.” She was right. He was. “Yeah! What of it? You’re nice to look at.”“Am I?” she asked while picking up her fresh drink and taking a sip from it before speaking again. “Is that why you’re big and stiff inside your pants, because I’m nice to look at?Vic needed to say something really clever at that point. Sadly, he just couldn’t think of anything that fast. All he could do was sit there with his mouth. Gerry Bartram had put a bowl of punch on a glass-topped table with some hors d'oeuvres and few bottles of wine and whiskey and some mixers. I saw Nate Greenberg off to one side with a blonde I didn't know. He winked at me and went on talking earnestly with her. Silently, I wished him luck.Then I felt somebody put a hand on my bare back and found myself looking very closely at a guy I'd never seen before."I'm ever so pleased to meet you," I said."The pleasure's all mine," he answered. "I'm Jake. Like Palma in Majorca when we were given time off the boat to tour the town." He laughed. "That was the first and last time we drank Spanish beer. It was terrible. Thankfully though they did sell German beer."Oh before that though we did have seasickness problems when we crossed the Bay of Biscay. It was so rough that no one was allowed on deck for several days. It also put a severe dent in our sexual activity." Are you talking about just the little gang you'd built up?" asked Allan as he.