He inhaled deeply, he thought he caught her scent in the air. This thought gave him a full fledge hardon. It took a bit to realize the girl was looki...g at him, her green eyes raked up and down his body, stopping on the bulge in his shorts. A mischievous grin tugged at her full lips. Slowly not taking her eyes off of him she slowly raised her slender hips up, and slid her bathing suit bottoms off. Ben could not believe what he was seeing. She laid there her naked pussy staring him in the face.. “Where’s Mari?” She had to go home. I was pissed. I sat down and had to listen to all the inane questions gaijin -foreigners get asked, and answer through Nao, the only bilingual person there. We did finally get around to if I was married and why not. Did I like Japanese girls, and did I have a Japanese girl friend and why not. I bounced the same questions off of them. Shin and Hiro were married. What about Nao. He said he didn’t like Japanese women, but liked American girls because they were. Having done so he told her to kneel on the coffee table, she hesitated and he slapped her ass and told her to do things immediately if she did not the deal was off and the email would be sent. She climbed up onto the coffee table and knelt on all fours. He told her to rest her face on the table and reach back to touch her ankles, as she did so he fastened the cuffs wrist to ankle leaving her immobilised. This caused her legs to open and left her very exposed. He sat down on the sofa level with. Still, even now, it seemed like a small price to pay to be able to have him inside her. How she longed for him to fuck her again, the feel of his weight on top of her, his hips bruising her thighs as he thrust his full length into her, making her his and his alone. She ached to feel the delicious friction as his shaft opened her pussy lips, pistoning in and out of her, making her head spin, her body soar until he released his load into her. She shook her head and rubbed her tender belly.