" He noticed the American accent as she spoke."Oh, you were getting out? Sorry about that."Pete looked back to the doors as they closed with a 'ding' ...and the lift lurched in upward. He staying at the very expensive London hotel with his parents and was racing to get back to the room ahead of them.Pete was tall for his age, headed for six foot. He gave her a furtive glance and got a good view first of her beautiful face before his eyes strayed to her cleavage which was barely visible at the top. Just like her boobs, and she gave my boobs a firm squeeze. She leaned down towards my boobs, and began licking my right nipple. It was a terrific feeling, that I just couldn't put in words. Then she began alternating between my breasts, and it seemed she was trying to decide which one she liked more. I was frozen for the first minute or so, but then I found myself putting my hands onto her head.She liked that, I saw her doing her best to smile, but she didn't take a break from my left nipple at. " Her hand moved to his lap. She ran her fingers slowly over the front of his pants until she felt the beginnings of his erection, then gave it a light squeeze. "Ladies room," she whispered as she lifted herself out of her seat. She made her way along the row as three couples stood to let her by. Then, just as she reached the end of the row, he watched in horror as her fingers trailed lightly along the obvious erection of the young man standing in front of the last seat. She looked back over. At about half past nine Jan dragged us all away from the guys and made an announcement."As it's your hen night," she giggled at me. "Last night of freedom and all that. You have to kiss one hundred men before the evening's out."I just looked at her and said, "No way."The other girls started trying to encourage me, except Kerry, who looked at me disdainfully. "I told you she wouldn't do it. She's always been a goody two-shoes."This was actually what she and a few other girls used to call me at.