<div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/wikisuburra/images/8/8c/Lelemarchillisuburra.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20180908174344&amp;path-prefix=it)</div><em>“Much, much better than on some ogliarch’s yacht. Though if you feel like a sailor just into port, we’re certainly close enough to the ocean.”</em><br/><br/>He chuckled at that. Women like Monica occurred only in the dreams rather than the reality of sailors visiting a port.<br/><br/>"Ocean?" He said instead, with a smile and then a gentle kiss still just above anywhere too intimate. They could have been on the surface of Mars for all he cared at this moment - aside from the fact that they'd be frozen to death of course.<br/><br/>Perhaps it was the fact that she was letting him go at his own pace, or it was the supportive smile, or maybe it was that there really wasn't anything more to be done at the moment other than do what he was doing but through his efforts the panties slid past the point of no return then and slipped to the floor to join the skirt. As he expected, something so small and insubstantial made no sound as they hit the skirt. She was naked against the railing and he was... Well, he'd been the one to strip her. He swallowed hard but she didn't change her expression, nor the pressure of her hand in his hair. If she'd not wanted him to do this then she'd had plenty of chances to say so before now. This was something that they both wanted.<br/><br/>Still keeping his eyes on hers, he leaned forward and kissed the top of her mons. Nothing happened to strike him dead, dumb, or even blind. In fact, nothing happened at all to make him stop. After this first experimental kiss on this most intimate of parts, he did it again and in a way that meant he'd remember it properly this time and also take a little time to enjoy the process. As his lips touched the softest thing that he'd ever pressed against in his life, his gaze faltered and dropped so that he was instead looking at the skin of her stomach from no more than an inch or two's distance. The darkness of the balcony did nothing to diminish his enjoyment, however, and he pulled back only so that he could enjoy making contact with her sex once again as he pressed forward once more. Each time he'd pressed his lips against her with a bit more pressure. On this third contact he could sense the barest hint of wetness on his lips. Unconsciously he licked his lips and now he had her essence - or at least a little bit of it - on his tongue. He pressed his lips against her once more but this time angled a little downwards. Now he was sure of the wetness and also of the presence of the cleft. He opened his lips and let the tip of his tongue brush lightly at the cleft. The wetness was much more apparent now and there was no mistaking that she was absolutely as turned on by what they were doing as he was. He brought her essence into his mouth and pressed his tongue against the backside of his teeth.<br/><br/>Over the span of perhaps half a minute he slowly rose back up to his full height, kissing her all the way up.<br/><br/>"You taste delightful." He told her as if speaking of such things was the most natural thing in the world. "See?" He added, before moving in to kiss her once more fully on the lips. His tongue slid against her lips seeking entry into her mouth if she would let him. His hands were also not idle and he slid them down her back all the way to the fullest extent of his reach. It meant he pulled her slightly towards him so that he could get his hands between her body and the railing but doing so meant that he could squeeze her backside easily and fairly firmly; there was more than enough of it to make doing so an enjoyable experience without there being too much to grab hold of.<br/><br/>"I'm still overdressed aren't I? I'm hopeless at this. Please, help me with that."<br/><br/>Well, in actuality he wasn't doing too badly. He'd stripped her naked and had her pinned between his body and the railing. He had his hands on her backside and her naked front pressed against his naked front. Yeah, not that hopeless then. His hands began a gentle squeezing of both cheeks of her backside. He desperately wanted to drop to his knees again and drink her in but he could take his time. He didn't think either of them was going to leave disappointed.