? Neither of us said anything for a couple ofminutes. Then, gently, I felt her hand moving across my thigh,finally grasping my erect (veryerect!) memb...r.? She began to stroke it,curling her fingers around the base of my cock-head, sliding her hand up anddown the shaft.? I was delirious withpleasure and readied myself to explode. Just as I reached the brink, she stopped.? I actually gasped out loud.? ?What are you doing?? I moaned. ?Didn?t you like that?? she asked. ?Yeah, yeah, I did,? I. He poured us both a drink, then we moved into his bedroom.My friend and he sat on the bed and I sat down on the floor. They instantly began making out, it was soft and gentle, he kissed her neck and moved his hand up and along her thigh, exposing her panties. She ran her hand along his neck and down towards his crotch. He moved her hand from his zipper and pulled at the straps on her shoulders.He sat us next to one another and told us to kiss and we did. I moved my hand to her neck and she. That, along with a small chin and long and black hair in a bob make herabsolutely adorable and very hard to be stern at. My eyes glancedownward to see a little, strawberry-looking nipple on her perky boob ispeeking out from underneath the neckline of her blouse."They brought me some 'dip'," she said bringing the conversation to ahalt. We look into each other eyes as she pleads with me to be more opento her experiments.'Dip', or Serendipity, is a drug-type thing that was created a few. Plenty hate them!" How long will the stain last?" Many, many weeks! It no come off. You safe for many weeks!"Marina guessed that in many, many weeks, the sun might have given her a deep enough tan to pass for a local without the need for stain, especially in these clothes, which consisted of a khaki blouse and baggy short trousers which reached to just above the knee. Hardly ultra modest, she thought! And she had seen enough to realise that what the Consul had said on the subject was nonsense..