What follows is an excerpt from my letter to the couple. I got so hard reading it back, I thought the story deserved a wider audience! Let me know h...w it struck you! The legendary Cambodian Basket trick gave me the best pay-for-play fuck I've ever had, and truly deserves its reputation as the most overwhelming sensation a cock can have! The girl who did it for me told me through an interpreter (my Khmer is limited to strategic and military terms) that it was almost too much for her mind to. I needed to watch her fingers rotating around her clit, it was calling me! Her breathing was snatched and ragged, groaning obscenely as her left hand squeezed her tits and she ground her hips into the soft mattress. My mind almost didn't comprehend what sums I was supposed to be doing; my focus was on the debauchery in front of my eyes.She squealed, her legs spread lewdly as she revelled in the decadence of the moment. I could not resist and my hands inched towards my cock. I needed to play. His hands feel so good against my warm skin. Never letting his eyes leave mine, he lowers his head until his mouth is over my right nipple, and licks it with the very tip of his tongue. I gasp, feeling pleasure radiate through my breast, till my fingertips are tingling from the very sensation of it. Do you like that baby? he breathes against my tit, gently licking it again, extracting another moan from my soft lips. Yes… I whisper, not wanting to concentrate on anything but his mouth on my. This finally overloaded her and a surge of spunk was forced out past the tight seal of cock and cunt.Daniel kissed the exhausted sweaty female under him and slowly withdrew. What appeared to be a gallon of sperm flowed out of Bev's belly. She brought her legs smartly together stopping the leakage. She looked at me and panted, " You set me up. You wanted me fucked. You're not drunk atall are you? You needn't deny it. I can see it in your face. " She looked at the grinning sweaty black faces.