Therefore meeting with another tourist from a different hotel was not possible. After some time I got in touch with some young local guy who had an ap...partment conveniently close to my hotel and after exchange of some body part pictures I agreed to meet him.I left my hotel after dark and was a little scared when I left the main street by the seaside and entered the living areas behind that. There were no other tourists and I felt like I stuck out. Probably did. After some minutes I met the guy. I am not a virgin. I’ve had boyfriends, but they never last. See the reason above. Most of them have been jocks, with not much to offer but rock-hard abs and what is hanging between their legs. I enjoy them, and let them enjoy me, but I can’t talk to them and they don’t want to listen to me. So after I have scratched my itch and before they call me bitch, I find a way to end it. I don’t seek out jocks, but they are the only ones with the confidence to approach me and I am actually too shy to. " Waiting impatiently for a reply, Jeff prods, "All you have to do is watch and enjoy, but of course, if you cared to join... well. Think it over and let me know." Jeff's fantasy was relatively simple, a performance of sorts, to masturbate with a woman watching. An exhibitionist's fantasy where I was the chosen voyeur, the missing piece of his puzzle. He told me how the mere thought was so exciting it caused his loins to tingle resulting in a rather nice erection. Smiling, I visualized him all. She examines it with interest.“What do I do now?”“Unwrap it and put up on me.”Rabina removes the foil and slowly rolls it on my growing cock. It doesn’t take long to recover when you are looking at a beautiful young girl wanting sex.“Are you ready?”“Yes.”Rabina lies on her back and spreads her legs. Her pussy is very puffy and wet. I still can’t believe this. My spear is against her, and then enters the tight opening. Rabina’s eyes are wide open with anticipation. I can feel the resistance.“Are.