As this was the first few weeks of Summer in Italy, there were days that that were so unbearably hot, and we could not stand some times being around o...ur own bus crews so she hung with me couple of times.This beautiful mocha princess was everything I was not, taller, trimmer, and exotic. On our final couple of nights before the tours spilt, we found ourselves in the laundry room sucking back a couple of Bacardi Breezers. I noticed that for some reason the soap brick had got stuck to the window. “And we love each other, don’t we?” TOO smart, too damn smart! Defeated by logic and maddened by her warm, stroking fingers on my cock, I just sighed; and then we wrapped our arms around each other and rubbed our bodies together as we tangled lips and tongues. It was the most erotic thing that ever happened to me and, yes, I knew I did – I did love Betsy. A few minutes later we were gazing at the ceiling, side by side, still caressing each other’s bare bodies, when Betsy piped up, “I. "An archaeological dig?" he asked. "Here on Agoras? I didn't think there was anything worth digging here."The mermaid turned towards him and smiled, unconcerned by the interruption and apparently happy for the opportunity to hold forth on her favourite subject. "You'd be surprised," she said. "Agoras was at the cross roads in the Minoan and Mycenaean periods. Crete over there," she gestured to the south west. Egypt over there. The Anatolian Coastal kingdoms and the Hittite empire over there.". She said, “Of course, he was the one who took my cherry.” I was taken aback but reacted with just awkward smile. And she asked me about my relationships.I said I was single for the past year, but have had a few flings during that period.We both had our dinner and decided to sleep. But since there was no partition between us, I found it difficult to sleep. She was turning the other side and I kept facing her ass. Damn, they were so huge and round.I wanted to bite and eat them. But had to.