Sleep. Repeat. Is this all there is, he wonders on his way home one afternoon. What about Eat. Play. Sleep. Repeat…how would that feel? Unfortunatel..., he knows exactly how that feels but that reminds him of her and he cannot go there right now. He feels beat down by life. Not much in the mood to think about when the days were filled with laughing, flirting, and fun. He has been to enough therapy to know that when he is bummed out that is exactly when he thinks of her the most. She is the symbol. Without conscious thought, I locked it. “Good morning, class,” I greeted them as usual. “Today…” “Today, we will talk about libertinism once more,” Cordelia’s voice, louder and stronger than mine, declared, and she slowly stood up. There were a few startled looks my way, but then all eyes were on her. I was caught off-guard, and before I could even begin to form a response, she was standing next to me with a wide grin. Her hand reached out, and I watched her finger approach my face in slow. It was somewhere after 8PM and the streets were full of cars and pedestrians, both foreign and locals. Many men from all over the world come to Thailand just to go on sex tours. While all the Ukrainian prostitutes were pale and Blonde, Helena was tanned and Brunette and highly resembled the Russian actress in that James Bond film Quantum of Solace.As Helena and the rest were all standing by, they were approached by some American tourists. They were all white American men.Two of the men were. She got shocked. I went to kiss her to suppress the shouting. I inserted my dick slowly and started to fuck her for some time. Now she reduced her resistance completely and started to moan. I wanted to take the matter into my hands. So I stopped fucking her, removed her blouse and started to suck both her boobs.That is the first time, I am watching her big boobs. So I did not leave them at all. I started to suck hard and used my talent. She became horny now as she held my head and started to.