" It was then that I realised that, like the waitress, she too was European. I motioned to her to sit on the bed. When she did, I sat next to her, not...looking at her but more at the floor in front of me. "Are you alright, Miss?" she asked."Yes, I... I... well, no. Not really." I paused, "I am sorry, I just needed a friendly face for a minute. I don't want to disrupt your work. You should go." The tears began to well in my eyes again so I quickly took a deep breath to stop."Is okay, Miss. I have. So I get her in a cab back to hers she was sick in the cab dirty bitch but i was not put off. I finally get her in to her bedroom and she starts kissing me with her stinky sick mouth so i push her onto r=her knees pull my trousers down and make her start sucking my cock, she was doing ok and was getting me reeally hard I thought i woould repay the favour I got her to lay down I pulled her knickers to one side and started to lick her juicy cunt I was really working her clit and I start to nibble. We chatted about her job and mine, about the weather, and about a few of our mutual friends. We laughed together and were all smiles. Even if she wasn't a Futa Girl like me, I would love to keep seeing her like this. I never liked men much, preferring the look of a woman's body, but I always loved the way cocks looked, especially on a slender, female body. "So, are you seeing anyone?" Sara asked, blushing slightly. I could tell she was anxious to know but afraid to ask. "No, not right. I could see that Mike couldn’t take his eyes off Anna’s ample cleavage! Personally I couldn’t take my eyes off his latino beauty who was wearing a short tight dress – I could just make out some white lacy panties as she crossed her legs! After a few drinks we all thought it was time to head back to the hotel but we were having such a great time we didn’t notice the dark clouds rolling in and before long the rain started to come down really heavy. We scampered across the beach Mike holding.