The temples here have a decided Burmese flavor. The air is close and humid, and my white tee shirt is soaked with my own sweat. My fingers nervously m...ssage the grip and barrel of the Baretta automatic I hold in my hand. In the room next to me, a row of impassive Buddha's look on. Them means nothing to them. I am waiting to kill a man. time means everything to me.??? ? A man, did I say? A monster surly. And yet, the greatest monsters on our earth are men. How could anyone do what he had done to. The pleasure was intense and I was actually fucking Maria in her mouth, thrusting myself deep into her mouth.Maria didn't flinch one bit and gave as good as she got and for the first time I was fucking a white woman's mouth like it was a pussy. I was deep throating her but Maria took every bit easily. Within minutes I started cumming and lying with my face on Sammy pussy I moaned loudly, god thats great, dont stop, I am cumming and kept cumming. Sammy was caressing my hair and locked her. Kuch dair aisa kerte kerte ghar agaya….shaam ke 5:30 ka time tha…..cake order per banwaya tha woh lene me bakery chala gaya bakery se thoda door 1 hotel hai me… Maine cake bakery se liya aur us hotel me chala gaya… Hotel mere ghar se 2 kilo meter hi door tha aur bakery ke pass tha….maine hotel ki reception per ja ker saaf saaf keh diya ke mujhe kuch ghantay ke liye aap ka room chaiye me apni girl friend se milna chahta hoon…. Hotel ki reception per 1 young larka tha us ne kaha sir aap ko room. .. expressions of love ... assurances that I was going to be okay ... but there was nothing else ... just constant dull pain and brief moments of respite from angelic whispered voices.When I awoke in my hospital bed, there was a feeding tube in my nose, IV tubes in my arms, and my hands were cuffed to the rails of the bed. "At least I won't break my nose this time", I thought to myself. I remembered the dead biker's lifeless eyes and wondered how much trouble I was in. I looked over and saw.