"Only if you promise to be a good, obedient, little nigger whore, don't disappoint me nigger slut," he pushed the cold metal barrel further into me. I...sat there frozen terrified he might pull the trigger. No sooner had I nodded my agreement and the gun was gone from me. He returned it to the bedside table. The barrel glistened with my juice."See I know working girl's like you want your daddy to fuck you hard when you dress this way." The man stood up and pulled his shirt off. I looked up at him. I put my foot down and said no, as it would have taken all our spare holiday cash, but she wasn't convinced. That night we were drinking in the hotel bar when she informed me that she would pay for the bracelet herself. She showed me a flyer from one of the big nightclubs which said, "Friday Night is Amateur Strip Night - Win 500 euros." "You are joking," I said. "You would be up against girls at least ten years younger than you, pretty young girls with pert boobs, long legs and tight. It is indeed true that women have a soft touch. The gentleness of her licking was so different from what I knew with men. It seemed as if she was in no hurry. It was as if she has vowed to clean up any moisture that is left on my pussy lips. She alternated it with chewing of the pussy lips and sucking my clit. My clit was nothing remarkable, but i could feel it was poking out now. I was holding the back of her head and was gyrating my hips to her rhythm.Sumon stood up beside me and brought his. There's only onesolution I can see - we can take one together. I can keep him from beinghandsey and I can teach him how to shave."Come on, Victor," I said shaking his shoulder. "We don't have time forthis. We'll shower together." You can't be serious," he said, opening his eyes."Very," I said. I grabbed his arm and pulled him back to a sittingposition. "Let's go," I said, pulling him into a standing position next."Did you get dressed into these PJs yourself?" Yeah." Good job" I said. "Maybe you.