Our hands gesturing to an imaginary glass about three feet tall. Then two ice cold one litre (or maybe bigger) glass jugs would appear on the table, p...obably at a horrendously inflated price. But anyone who can remember Italian money back then will know that everything was priced in what seemed like hundreds of thousand of Liras. Vince, the bloke I was travelling with, and I were attempting – pretty unsuccessfully, I think – to chat up two Swiss – or maybe they were German – women who were. She told the guys to grab my ankles and pull my legs apart. This raised my ass off the bed. She brought her face back to my pussy. Starting at the top, she worked her tongue down along my lips until she touched the sensitive taint between my pussy and asshole. She flicked her tongue across the taint several times. My breathing became even more labored, my body shivered in anticipation. I knew what was coming, I love having my asshole rimed. I pushed the guys’ cocks away. I knew when I came, the. "Yuri answered, "What can we do?"I went into my go bag, pulled out my periscope and said, "I'm going to recon to see what's going on. How about letting me have your AK?"Yuri stated, "Ben you cannot do this, you will be caught. And I cannot let you have a weapon, you are only an observer."I laughed, "Yuri, the day I can't sneak up on a school like this is the day I turn in my HOGs tooth and become a REMF. Since you won't give me a weapon, at least cover me."I didn't wait for a reply and headed. As she removed her skirt, I saw that she was wearing black thigh-high stocking! It was a very sexy look and not one that I had seen her wear often. Did she wear those for him? For me? For us both? She kept her heels on and the view from my seated position was VERY hot: Her high heels, her long, shapely legs, the thigh-highs stopping just below her crotch, her black panties, her creamy white skin at the tops of the stockings and below her panties, her smooth, toned and flat tummy and then her.