I stroked my cock looking through the fence watching my neighbor was making me harder than I had ever been before. I hadn't yet seen between her legs ...ut I'd always imagined she must've shaved. I was not disappointed to say the least when she lay back and spread her legs. Her beautiful pink center was juicy and moist as I continued to stroke my engorged member. When she finally reached between her legs to run a finger through her lips I wished it was me doing it to her but I was scared. As we. She was too scared to draw attention to herself or create a scene, and as such put up with his advances. He took advantage, and she allowed him to do though she had choices of avoiding it. Though she was scared, and did not want it to happen, by allowing it to continue, she had given her tacit approval. She had initially "tolerated "his advances till he pulled her hand on his cock and began to fondle her breasts. Her reaction after that was more of "reluctant curiosity" till it started getting. “You are tired, and have a cold, and this is a new environment for you, making you a little confused. Please go to bed and sleep, tomorrow is a whole new day to start your holiday.”There was no way my cock was going to help me and disappear, but I managed to pry the hands from around it, give both girls my peck on their cheeks, averting any contact with mouths or other possibly erogenous places, and gently but firmly steer them away towards the sofa.I couldn’t yet stand up and leave the room,. "What are they?" I'd asked.He'd looked at me incredulously. "Seriously? You've not heard of them? Fucking hell, you're in for a treat then!"So here I was, a month later, wandering through the crowded streets of the Japanese capital; a flashy, bright, busy metropolis.I snaked through the crowds to find myself in the Akihabara district. Maid Café central, or so Google informed me.I turned into a side-road, skirting round the various groups of fellow tourists and fashionable gangs of Japanese.