. I know that these bottoms don't cover much, but they cover the main parts... so if you want to practice eating me out, I'll allow it... but, the bot...oms stay on to keep me behaved... deal?". Ben didn't say anything, he just kneeled in front of me and started running his tongue all over my pussy. I said "no hands", and realized quickly that the little strap wasn't going to cover anything for long... it was too loose, and his tongue was easily sliding under it and moving it around... and it. Working absentmindedly, I drop a cup, relieved to find it’s one of Lucy’s plastic ones. It bounces but I chastise my clumsiness. I must stop thinking about Romilly. I really must.*It was her manner and sexy voice that changed my mind about her. Husky from too many cigarettes, coupled with the most seductive Parisian accent, her chirpy hellos and friendly disposition charmed everyone. Including me. I quickly acknowledge that my first impressions were wrong. Romilly may have looked false but she. I didn't mention my fantasy again since she was so quick to turn it down the last time I mentioned it, until one day she asked me about it. "David, were you serious about me fucking another man?" "Absolutely!" "You wouldn't care if another man fucked me?" Honestly, no. I get so turned on seeing you turned on that I would love to watch you fuck someone else. Why do you ask?" I have been thinking about it as well. We have a great sex life and a wonderful marriage and I would hate to lose that.. This task is never simple because it is not easy to convince women in a bar that the two, tiny Japanese guys are harmless and just want to be friends. I have to get creative and think outside the box. There is an old adage about American women. ‘They only want what they can not have. ‘ I have found that this saying is true in almost every case. I use this to my advantage and create a dynamic back story to insure success. A more accurate version of the old adage is ‘American women only want what.