He had developed personal relationships with many of them in many of the world's largest airports. Some would have called it bribery. Whatever itwas, ...okyo was one of the cities in which he had official contacts. Rather than going through customs with his two maids, a private car whisked them unmolested into the city.They spent several hours driving around Tokyo doing some nocturnal sight seeing. Naina was in awe at all she saw. This was all so new to the intelligent, yet unsophisticated,. “You bet,” Cindy said. “Are you on the pill?” I asked. They looked at each other and said they have been on the pill for a year. “We’re not sure if we want to fuck?”Cindy said. “OK,” I said. “What do we do?” Claire said, smiling. I pulled off my shorts and their eyes got bigger. “Can I touch it?” Claire said. She didn’t wait for an answer and put her fingers on my shaft. “It’s harder than I thought,” Claire said. I laid on the couch and I told one of them to put their hand on it and move it up. I still wore my unbuttoned shirt, but I quickly got rid of that as well. My cock was already standing proud at attention, poking Ilse in the abdomen. I could feel the gentle fuzz of her pubic hair, grinding against my dick. Apparently, she trimmed her pubes, although she had a small patch remain above her slit. Her breasts were in the way so I couldn’t get a good view of her pussy. However, I doubted I’d have to wait much longer before I would get to see her cunt.Ilse wiggled around in my lap. She quickly walked around, surveying the available man flesh, happy to shift her mind to thoughts that warmed her core. At the edge of the camp, one teepee’s male resident was outside hanging his string of rabbits. Tall, fit, and lean, the well-muscled warrior was known to her. The former paleface slave from her own home. Over the years, she had seen his naked body transform into manhood.The young man had been recently trained as a warrior and her father said he had great promise. His buckskin.