Im 22 years old currently living in Bangalore. I have been a ISS reader for the past 6 years, this the first time I am writing one for ISS. I am dark ...kinned, about 5’11 in height. I have a masculine body. not so ripped but i maintain a great figure. The the other character is JananiPriya a really homely girl. She was really a elegant female. Her dressing will mostly be ethnical. She was not so tall she roamed around 5’0. Her knotted up hair and her maskara were her highlights. Such beautiful. He glanced at me and saw my pleading eyes. He pinched one of my nostrils closed and stuck the bottle under the other one. I started to inhale deeply, he held it there until I could not take any more breath, he quickly replaced the top and took hold of my head again. I open my lips and sucked his penile glans back into my lips while holding my breath. Slowly I began to exhale and felt the desired results of the poppers take over. Euphoria was flowing through my body as the poppers took effect,. Yut looked high; he was sweating, his face flushed, and he was blinking way too much. He strutted around, waving his gun in the air. This was his moment, and he wanted to savour it.“I have been waiting long time for this moment Kritsada. I have suffered enough at your hands, but no more. These will be your last minutes on this earth and in a few moments the Death King will send you straight to hell. If you tell me where the farang spy is, I will make yours a quick death.”Kritsada’s eyes must. Although he also inherited the memories and knowledge of the prince, it never hurt to get himself more familiar with his surroundings. The room was lavishly decorated, befitting the royal heir. His massive four-poster bed dominated the room, on his nightstand were a chandelier, an ornate cup that he knew used to hold dornish wine and a list his previous self had been working on late last night. On the left of his bed the open balcony door blew a soft breeze his way. From his room in the Red.