What happens in Ireland, stays in Ireland…

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Venturing into a new city alone is always a little exciting and scary. Fortunately, for me, I got lucky and happened to run into a few very cute women at the airport that looked as lost as I was. After chatting a bit, we decided to team up for the day’s expeditions.

The one in the red pants immediately caught my attention. She was bubbly and personable. She was mostly a blonde but had some pink in her hair, with an absolutely gorgeous face. The red lipstick on her lips made them so enticing. And the body…the body was irresistible, with a perfect ass to match.

There was plenty to do, see and eat. We ventured off to see cathedrals, walked the city, and eventually made our way to temple bar with some guidance from a local. Sitting down for my first pint of Guinness and a shot of Jameson in Ireland. Both went down so smooth. While we were sitting down, the blonde’s friend got up to use the restroom. I decided now may be a good time to chat her up. As we’re talking, we seem to be connecting really well. We exchange light touches, and culminates in my hand resting on her soft, supple thighs. She rests her hand on mine and grazes my fingers. We both look down, and then back up looking at each other. We broke our touch as the friend was coming back from the restroom. I hoped it wouldn’t be the last time we touched…