The hostess came along and asked what I want, I said a massage, to which she said “only”, and I said no everything.She asked which girl I liked, I...checked them out again and narrowed down to one good looking babe in a short red dress. I don’t remember the number.Anyhow, the hostess signaled the girl to come out of the “Fishbowl”, that’s what I learned later what the glass chamber where the girls sit is called. She came out, splashed a beautiful smile – welcomed me in the traditional Thai way. She was to scared and embarrassed that if she looked up she would be blushing, which would for sure, let him know that she had the hotts for him. It seemed like the longest elevator ride ever. By the time the elevator moved from the 3rd floor to the ground level, her pussy was completely soaked. When the elevator doors opened neither moved. He was trying to be a gentleman but couldn’t help but notice that she wasn’t moving. ‘Are you alright?’ ‘ Sa Sorry, I’m fine. Thank you.’ She stuttered. I try to stand thinking he will hide me but he does nothing but keeps the same pace for his blow job. I see the car pull next to us and the car turn off following a door opening. Before the headlights turn off I see a well muscular gentleman in a t-shirt with shorts walking toward us. He walks up to my date and gives him a high five. Great, they know each other. I can feel this new guy starting at me, taking every inch of me in his sight. He moves behind me placing his knees on the sides of. I always remember how he loved sucking my small, soft cock and then feeling it grow in his mouth. At this point I was about 3 years away from actually producing cum. The last year that we played, I would orgasm with sperm, which only added to the eroticism."Back to my story: The play continued for the remainder of the weekend. I do remember when I went back home my penis was sore. He had sucked and jacked me off all weekend. It wasn't something that was visible: it kind of felt like sunburn..