Durango gave a deep sigh and stepped up onto the old well-worn wooden sidewall.As he walked towards the saloon, the closer he got to the Busted Flush ...he louder the din became. When Durango pushed open the swinging doors he was greeted with a wall of sound. The large room was dimly lit and smoke filled with the smell of stale smoke, old beer and unwashed bodies permeating the air. A set of stairs ran up the wall to Kip's right which led to a balcony surrounding the entire open room. A black man. There didn't appear to be a Wihan, or assembly hall at this Wat. They did have a Ho trai, or Scripture Depository located in a small pond, however.There were several Sala, or open pavilions, and these may have taken the place of the Wihan at this Wat, as they are used for many different functions. There was also a bell tower, or Ho rakang for waking the monks, and for announcing the morning and evening ceremonies. Off to the side was the Chedi, a bell shaped structure of masonry that contained. I ask her to turn back,Looking at her face smiling with joy and eyes which were telling me that she seems to be enjoying what i have did so far i was bit relaxed as it was my experience to satisfy such a desperate lady. And i do believe in complete satisfaction of my clients. I started with her huge boobs and pressed them like i was doing flour for rotis, she was moaning and her face suggesting me that she was liking this though having some pain due to my hardness but this is the only way she. .” She glanced around. “There's the jogger. He'll see us.”“He'll be distracted by Sun,” I purred, pushing my fingers in deeper and deeper, caressing her shaved pudenda on my way to her pussy. “Relax.”I turned my head. The jogger approached, so handsome in his tight, blue tank top and shorts. He was younger than Daddy, rugged and handsome. His arms pumped with an effortless motion as he jogged.Then he froze. He spot the jean shorts on the trail. He glanced around as he moved to them. Sun let out.