Her nipples began to lengthen as she did. She massaged her C cups, pressing into them with her fingers, and slightly plucking her hard nipples. It was...all I could do to keep from feeling my A cups. For the first time in my life, I could not believe that I was getting aroused by a woman. And it was my best friend that was doing it. It seemed I was not the only that was getting aroused. “Uh huh, move your hands honey, I want to see what you are hiding. I want to see if it’s worth it,” I heard. I wonder what to expect next. Nothing at all. I strain to hear and can't hear a thing. I am scared. I feel the panic rising in me. I wiggle what little I can wiggle. Soon tears are rolling down my cheeks. I am scared to death that I have been left out here. I don't know how long it has been but it feels like forever when I suddenly feel a kiss on my lips as the ball is removed. I feel a hand between my legs stroking my clit till I am wet with anticipation then suddenly you move away. I don't normally go topless in Turkey, as it is a Muslim country and although fairly laid back, I don't think it is fair to flaunt myself in public. However on the boat no one was around so I checked with Adam and Lucy before losing my bikini top. It was lush chilling in the sun with a cold glass of white wine. I got quite sleepy and drifted off.When I opened my eyes I looked across the boat and caught Adam staring at my boobs. He looked away sheepishly, but he couldn't hide the bulge in his. ” Then Bianca pirouetted and walked away to check on the wine selection. As she walked she put an exaggerated sway in her sexy hips and ass. John could not help himself. He stared. When Bianca cast a glance back over her shoulder she could see his eyes glued to her ass and she laughed provocatively. He had been caught and she loved it. The dinner went on without a hitch. The Australian Shiraz that Bianca had recommended was stunning and had opened up into a very nice wine. The discussions had.