Kalinda did her best to reserve judgement because the yacht was at least flying the colors of a recognized European country and not some “fly-by-nig...t” banana republic.The small landing boat had a crew of four. They were all Caucasian in appearance and the two passengers were dressed in fashionable clothes suited more for a day at the marina or the beach club than on a deserted island in the middle of nowhere. The gentleman was tall and handsome with a darling moustache that intrigued Kalinda. We kissed a long time, and then I pushed down me till my pussy, where it was starving for a passionate probe. I made him to smell my pussy, for which he repeatedly inhale the incense of my feminine.I took his hand rubbed against my pussy. I spread my legs to show him my shaved pussy. My pussy was already wet, I guide his face on my pussy, oh the boy is virgin he doesn’t know the taste of a pussy. I myself made him lick my pussy; the first taste of pussy made him the man as he started to lick me. "Heloooooooo there young man! Can I introduce you in any of our fineguitars? Rickenbacker 4001 Bass, Gibson EB0 1961 model? How about theflying V!? Or perhaps the Chaos 4006... no wait, that's on always awayfor a young girl's birthday" the enthusiastic salesman everybody wantsto smack said."Pity, it's a nice one," Kaze replied, "I was thinking more... thatone, the dark dark crimson." Ah, the Toheart 666... we're running a special on all guitars thatside of the rack. You get to demo them three. Not knowing if this is conscious I don't move. But my heart starts pounding and I can feel my dick growing in my shorts, the type where it is hard to hide. Her fingers grab my hand and before I realize she is leading my hand towards her thigh. We are both still staring at the screen. She's wearing a multilayered skirt and a wide shirt tonight. She leaves my hand on her side and I can see her slouch back even more. I look at her and before I utter a word she puts a finger on my lips and shuts.