Brad pulled Greta close sucking gently on her nipples and kissing her belly that was firm and toned, running his hand between her legs all he could fe...l was her damp lips that were slightly open so he could tease her clit as well. Greta groaned softly as he worked his finger on her pussy before he pulled his shirt off, now both naked Greta lay on the sofa “you make me love on pill as well yes” as Greta opened her legs all Brad could see was Greta’s pussy lips open and the pink flesh inside. They were the girls who put out. So don't say nasty things about Inkeri ... guys are going to WANT her. They are going to want her stark naked ... spread out and moaning for it. Remember what I said? "With girls you worry about every dick." Lordy ... I want to go home.No you don't. It's Finland. Land of loose morals ... and Inkeri is exactly...SHUT UP! Shut up! Shut up!She is, isn't she.Well ... at sea all I have to worry about is Artturi ... They wouldn't ... would they?"Wendy?"The response. So I was at the mercy of Marla and Michael to show me a good time. We ended up in an ok aera, it looked to me a little past its prime, but the place was jumping. Michael went to order some shots while Marla and I hit the dance floor doing our own version of dirty dancing. As we bump and grind I can feel my cock respond to Marla's coaxing, and thankfully the lights are low so no one can see my cock outline in my skin tight dress I'm wearing. We down the first of many rounds of tequilla shots. That, and questions about what I was studying, what sports I was playing, whether I had a girlfriend or perhaps several, was just too embarrassing. I wasn’t interested in a bunch of what I considered at the time to be mature women. Most of them had husbands and kids of their own so I couldn’t understand why they were teasing and openly flirting with me, a nineteen-year-old boy, in front of each other. I figured it was probably just their way of having some fun together with no further intent..