Down on d**gs for Macau SeXStoRY

I had the pleasure of Asian lovelies, one from Hong Kong, the other from Macau, one summer that I want to think back upon a bit wistfully. The one from Hong Kong was lithe. She was both scholarly and athletic. Quite tall, tall for any race, especially for an Asian. She had a lot of nipple slips in the ocean and we had a wonderful time. She had the famously Asian pencil eraser nipples, the areola and the nipple were almost precisely matched, and she had the most delicate of curve in her female form, what some might say was no breast at all, but was the perfectly feminine rounding of form for one so thin and athletic. She had the grace of a dancer at rest or an athlete in the off season. The other, in some ways a perfect babe, liked to slip my hand between her thighs while we are driving. (she wore jeans on those early outings). She said it helped keep her warm, and I was all for warmth in our relationship. She was amazingly compact, the picture in the dictionary to show the meaning of the word petite. She was Asian and exotic, a product of many races mingled in Macau. She had joked a few times about oral sex and finally gave me an ultimatum that ended out relationship, she said that a previous boyfriend had trained her for going down on him by dusting his penis in cocaine, and she wanted that for us but I did not.