She began to slide two fingers along his hard-on, where it lay beneath his taut trouser leg. It was my cue to introduce myself. So I made some comment on the weather. They agreed it was indeed a restless and stifling night, unusually hot and humid for the city. He offered her to me at the end of his outstretched arm. My first desire was to confirm that she would have an exceptionally wet pussy. She was some sort of Asian mix, but enough of that Oriental tendency for vaginal deluge was in her to make my supposition right. And the taste of her was sweet as the moisture on a mound of pickled ginger...more