It's basically a long strip with bars, massage shops andrestaurants lined up on both sides of the road with the beach behind oneside. There wasn't muc... life around as we cruised down the strip. Abouthalf way down there was a small square and right opposite was a newishlooking two story building with a darkened plate glass window runningalmost the full width of the building and a large neon sign "Koh SamuiBlue" over the window.Well, so far so good I thought, not too shabby at all. The taxi. A raspy groan echoes between cold the walls of the kitchen. With her lips so swollen and engorged, I can see right into her soul. I push my tongue inside her, fucking her with my mouth, drinking her, lapping at her. “Oh fucking hell you taste so good.” My mouth feeds on her. I suck her clit between my lips, like I am giving her a blow job. My tongue teases what is inside my mouth. My hands reach up, and I rip her dress down from the top so all it covers is her midriff. Her voluptuous tits. However, she did both yoga and kickboxing during the weekends which helped define her flat stomach and round but firm ass.Personality-wise, she was clumsy, almost kind of like a ditz. She’s entirely oblivious to her surroundings and is the epitome of what people would generally call an airhead. However, she was not the kind of airhead that would daze out, but instead, she really tried but just failed miserably at it.I remember there was a time when the air conditioning in my room broke and the. The trembling was giving way to something close to shaking and I sat, watching Trisha gently push my knees aside.My dressing gown fell open and I could feel that I was exposed and unable to move my hands to draw it together again. She looked me up and down from my breasts to my crotch."Oh very nice." she said in a very seductive tone as she saw my smooth sex for the first time, licking her lips in appreciation and I assumed, anticipation."Don't you move." she said and giggling added, "I have to.