"Oooh!" Martina cooed, as she felt my fingers across her wet pussy lips. I smiled, hearing her excitement. I stood and turned her back around to face ...me. I slipped the dress off her smooth soft shoulders, kissing each as it was revealed. She allowed the dress to fall off her shoulders but held it up to cover her breasts. Still a bit shy (although I have no idea why) I smiled at her modesty and then gently took her wrists and reassuringly removed them until the dress fell from her body to the. I admitted that I was jacking off, but denied fervently that I had any plans to break in the house. Karen then demanded that I start jacking off for her, too show her exactly what I was doing. So I started. I probably couldn't have stopped myself anyway, she was so hot! She asked me if I liked it when the actor was licking the actresses pussy. I told her, "uh huh." Karen asked me if I like licking my wife's pussy, I uttered, "yeah." Karen started to soften a little and soon she asked if. She had to accept that she would have to remain fully clothed irrespective of how warm it was. She began the slow and essential steps towards learning yet another new language and adapting to a new set of customs. It was soon obvious that this wasn't a tribe where Demure was likely to flourish. Modesty, moral probity and a strict observance to tradition were attributes of to the Cave Dwellers that were impervious to Demure's skills in scheming and taking advantage of people's weaknesses.But, as. "Eeeeek!" she shouted with a loud screech. "Excuse me," I stared at her from top to bottom, not trying to hide it. "I didn't mean to startle you." "Oh, it's my fault, I was day dreaming and didn't know anyone would be around this early," she smiled back. I let her pass by, as she headed towards the elevators. I got my Coke from the machine and caught up with her just before the elevator door opened. We both entered the elevator, and selected our desired floor. She seemed to be shifting her.