She smiled the most sly, mischievous, blatantly wicked smile I've ever seen decorate a woman's face and I just sat there with my cock slowly wilting i... my hand, too stunned to move. Anna moved towards me in that sinuous way that some women have of walking. I've always loved the way the girls walk, it's a kind of hypnotic swaying of the hips that holds my attention and perfectly focuses my mind. I couldn't make sense of what was happening. Why was she smiling like that? Why was she coming into. One day however i went in and there was a new young lad in, about 18, gr8 body and a fine cock of about 8 inches, proudly hard and on display as he was doing what i sometimes did.... having a wank!! He panicked a bit, covered his cock n balls with his hands, but still enough on show to get me excited too!! I just laughed and told him to carry on as i did the same when alone. He didnt know what to do, so i sat opposite him and started to slow wank my now hard cock, whilst looking at him and his. Her warm hand found the back of myneck and she kissed me full on the lips with a kiss that lingeredslightly longer than a companionable peck."Wendy, I will knock on your door about 10:15AM. Tomorrow will be a funday for both of us. I am so glad you came to Paris. "With that she turned and was through the door. I turned and walked to mydoor feeling and tasting her lipstick mingled with mine. Things happenquickly in Paris. Was I ready for a female friend? Was I ready for alesbian lover? I had. Wren was still as naked as I was as we got off the yacht then got on Abigail’s and Mandy’s. Shouting “hello” we got a reply telling us that they were below the deck. We went down the stairs and saw the main bedroom door open and Abigail and Mandy laying there, both totally naked with a ***********ion of sex toys on the table next to the bed and one large dildo sticking out of Abigail’s vagina.“Been having some fun girls?” Wren asked.“Yeah, what time is it?” Mandy asked.“Around 10 I think.” Wren.