I tentatively licked the head, promptly acquiring the taste of him, and then trailed my tongue down the underside of his shaft and back up. Next, I op...ned my mouth as wide as I could and attempted to deep throat him. I relax my throat enough to get almost all of his 9 inches. I think this sensation was too much for him, because as I pulled back to try again he stopped me for a second. "Keep doing that, babe, and I'm gonna blow sooner than I'd want." This just spurred me on and I switched from. He looked at me and guessed I knew more than I was letting on. I grinned and said, “Gotta go to Coober Pedy for a holiday once.” I think my accent finally registered with him. Adnan said I’d picked up a bad habit of talking like a local. I think the ‘gotta’ gave me away.“Just a builder, huh?” he said.“I like to travel,” I replied.Apparently, the Malay government was letting foreigners in to find new areas of wealth for them. They were in debt up to their ears and needed capital. If it weren’t. I was always in touch with Kirthu.To describe Kirthu, she is a bit short but got a sexy dancer body with proportionate assets. She has practiced Bharatanatyam all through her life. She was so white as milk and her cute smile. Oh my God, I have fallen for it so many times in the school. I sort of had a crush for her in school but you know how things work in real life.She was married to Arvind, a doctor in the US and went abroad. We used to talk at least once a week or once in 10 days. We use to. Even horribly injured, the only thing on his mind was to try and come help us. That guy was a real man.I stumbled to him, moved his hand off the bloody mess, and used my own to apply pressure to his gaping wound. Whatever they had been using went right through his vest. He was holding on, but only barely. He was talking so fast I couldn’t understand a word he said, but eventually he spoke clearly enough for me to hear that the police had been notified were on the way.That was my signal to toss.