His dick was uncomfortable, but he was glad the table top concealed his state from Meagan when she turned around holding a carton of eggs. "So, can yo... microwave these?" The young teen asked.Peter made another displeased face. "I guess you could, but why don't you just put them in a pot of water and turn the heat on. I'll watch the clock; I eat a lot of hard boiled eggs." Are you sure? Mom's going to be ticked at me if she thinks I made you cook for yourself." I'll make sure to tell her that. He was assured that he would profit by helping this farang lady and he knew just the right person to approach. They proceeded to dine on the best Thai dinner the hotel could offer. They passed the time with small talk while they ate six memorable courses.When they had finished the repast and the waiters summoned to clear the detritus of their feasting, Vichai said, "If there is anything else, Miss Lopez, you have only to ask me. A companion while you are in Bangkok perhaps... ?"He leered at her. ..” she smiled at me, flipping up her skirt to show me her lovely shaved cunt once more to make her point.“Shit,” I grumbled knowing I'd have to hold off on vagina sex already for the next week anyways, so I conceded. “Alright. Make me a list of anything else you need me to get.”“Already done,” she giggled cutely and pulled out a piece of paper from behind her back. Of course she already knew I couldn’t refuse her, or her feminine charms. I took the paper and put on some actual jeans. And every time I closed my eyes, trying to focus on anything but the pain of my first fuck, Sam would slap me and order me to open them again. It wasn’t until he was really pounding in and out of me, sweat dripping off his body all over me, and it felt like his cock was getting even bigger and harder inside me, that I realized I kept closing my eyes on purpose. I realized that every time he slapped my face, or chest, or shoulder, and he commanded me to open my eyes again, my whole body would.