Positioning his hand carefully, Orion lightly grasped a portion of her thigh and began to move his hand up and down gently, creating friction to generate some warmth between her inner thighs.
He watched as her legs shifted slightly, making it seem like she was trying to reposition his hand as if she had no idea what she was doing.
'What the heck?' Orion thought. The first time he had experimented with Aunt Greta, at least he had some idea of what he was doing.
However, trying the same thing with an unfamiliar race, one that appeared to have a different kind of culture and possibly sexual orientation, judging by the way some women here intentionally exposed their panties, he knew he was venturing into uncharted territory.
But was that going to stop him?
No, it wasn't! A pussy, regardless of its variety, was still a pussy.
