My nipples grew hard between my finger tips as I teased myself. One thing I have always loved, was to have tits sucked, and I discovered at an early a...e that they were large enough that I didn’t need someone else to do it for me, I could wrap my lips around my own nipples with little effort. And so, I did, I lifted my tit to my chin and gently sucked my nipple into my mouth, rubbing my tongue over it, flicking it with the tip of my tongue, as I slowly ran my other hand down between my legs,. Suddenly I started to feel my warm blood making my cock harder, and as his hand massaged my thighs the tip of my cock got wet. He was chuckling, and said "Stop pretending like you are asleep, I can see you moving your lips", but I ignored it and pretended I was asleep since I felt embarrassed. Many times did my girlfriend jack my cock off, but a tiny and gentle female hand dint compare to having the big rough hand of my best friend wrapped around my shaft. I felt him moving, and then I got. I’m thinking green mostly. White shirt, sash, beret.”“Girl Scouts are American.” Tamara said. “In Guides we wore blue.”“I don’t, never was, don’t even know if this three fingered thing is the right salute.” Zera waved her hand. “Look, this shit is interesting. Do I go back to my girlfriends’ place to get my shit or to sleep?”“Girlfriend?” Owen smirked. Then he shook his head. “My dick can’t keep up with what I have. Sorry.”“Girlfriends.” Zera said. “And the three of them clock in just shy of. My heart alternately raced with excitement and terror at my decision. I could find little comfort except in the calming nature of Erich’s smile. Each time his face split into a grin I admired the accompanying twinkle in his eye, and was warmed as if by the sun. We spent the remainder of the journey talking together in the compartment. I told him something of my life—my happy childhood, my decision to attend school only to be called back home when my grandmother fell ill, and my determination to.