They are going the next generation jetengines. His parents were Irish but he was born in London. His degreesare in mechanical engineering and he was...a MBA too. He speaks Japanese,Mandarin, Cantonese, Malay, Hindi, French, German, Spanish and otherlanguages too.He is very tall, 1.9 m but he is a bean pole, just 68 kg! So, in Japan,he sticks out like sore thumb! More so since he a ?????? (devilforeigner)! He works in a factory near Nagoya. He was not married andhe had no girlfriend too (he. “There’s something wrong with these eggs.”“They’re freeze dried.”“Why did you bring freeze dried eggs? What’s wrong with real eggs?”“Real eggs wouldn’t have survived the trip. In case you’ve forgotten, they break easily.”She put her plate aside. “Do we have any real food?”“Oatmeal.”“Kay. I’ll have oatmeal.”While I prepared it, Rachael took in the vista and finally smiled. “It’s beautiful here.”Her pleasure was short-lived. She took a spoonful of oatmeal and grimaced. “What did you do to this?. I get aroused when you cum. Did you know that?”“No,” Phil managed to say.“Oh, I’m so wet right now,” she said. She stood and put Phil’s hands between her legs. She still wore shorts and panties but he could feel her warmth.“I want to make love to you,” Phil said plaintively. “I missed you last night.”He slipped a finger through the leg of Hailey’s shorts and past the elastic of her panties. She wasn’t joking earlier, he decided. He could feel the wetness of the cotton on one side of his finger. I groaned in pleasure and started to move myself up and down on his pole my face buried next to his in the pillows on the bed. As the feeling of him sliding in and out of me started to overtake me I felt him part my asscheeks with his hands and a finger slid inside my tight asshole. The foreignness of it caught me off guard but the mix of pain and pleasure made me groan and my pussy tightened around his cock. That was all the persuasion he needed and he started to slide his finger in and out.