I never heard you come in, I was sleeping so soundly. You were completely naked, and I could see your nipples were aroused as you looked down at me, s...miling, and rubbing. I reached up and gently touched and rubbed them,. You moaned softly, and your eyes half closed. My shaft became harder, hotter, and you rubbed harder as I touched, and rubbed your nipples and breasts. I could not stop my hand, sliding under you as you sat next to me. I felt your wetness, felt you quiver a little, rubbing. I slipped in between two market stalls, and stopped. Fuck, I thought. This bitch is going to kill me. In a matter of seconds I had lost her, and she was now somewhere around me and I was getting pretty fucking scared. I walked slowly around, trying to act like I was looking for her while I was actually looking for a way to get out from these market stalls and find my way home. I crept down an alley, then turned a corner and nearly shat myself. Standing there in a blend of moonlight and. "I know what you mean," she replied. "I chucked him the day after. Hewas such a moron. He looked nice until he opened his mouth. I feltreally bad, but that was the only reason I wanted Mandy to go to theCordoba, so I could see him."Well now that was revelation.We had all jumped to conclusions about that day and now Caroline hadjust made Julie, Lisa and I look like complete weasels. I felt so badabout Mandy. She had been blamed for everything. I wondered whether shecould ever forgive. She never really touched it other that to towel it off. For some reasonshe was intrigued how it felt on to her fingers as well as how herasshole felt being touched. It didn't occur to her it could bemanipulated as an erogenous zone until Donna touched it earlier whileshe was being fingered.Donna jumped on the bed between Cindy's splayed out legs with her faceup close to Cindy's hairy pussy. She moved her nose up close to thetightly closed pussy lips and took a deep whiff. It smelled nice.