I’ve al­ways hated that and I made a men­tal note of it, al­most as if I were get­ting ready to write a re­view of the place.The place was crow...d­ed, more crowd­ed than I would have thought it might be but as I took my place in line, I didn’t see a sin­gle thong.As the line moved for­ward, I looked around me. As far as I could tell, sex was not run­ning ram­pant among the pa­trons of this cof­fee house, at least.And then it was my turn at the front of the line. I freely admit that this re­search. Kana passed over the empty and started to dive into the new drink. I warned her about metabolism and drinking slowly and should've warned her about alcohol allergies that a lot of Japanese have, but I didn't want to wreck her good time or be too much of a parental figure for her. I made my mistakes and figured I'd let her make hers too. But she did stop sucking on the straw and took her lipstick from her purse for a new application. I watched her with interest. She repeated the slow. Not once. Sally was expecting no less, so as it was their last night together, she decided to give him something to remember her by.Once he started to get close to cumming, she stuck her pre lubed finger right up his arse. "I kept beckoning him with my finger while he came, and I milked that asshole dry" were her exact words.By this stage I was just about ready to come myself, and it showed. Sally laughed, gave my tent pole a light slap and walked past me to the toilet. I could not stop. I looked at her and saw that she was smiling coyly and placed her palms on her thighs and slid them backwards till her skirt had ridden all the way up, exposing her pink cotton panties. I smiled and put my left arm around her shoulders pulling her closer. She came willingly, closing her eyes. I leaned in and lightly licked her lips with my moist tongue. She moaned very softly. I again brought my lips to her’s and started sucking her lower lip. She immediately opened her mouth and sucked on my.