Intentionally I did not bring any thing extra, not even any credit or debit cards. Who knows what will happen, so better be safe. :)Then I entered a r...om. I saw a girl of height 5.2 inch, bit heavy, fair, big eyes, nice boobs, well dressed in western outfit. She was wearing a top and jeans. I smiled and did some gossip. She was from Kolkata, a muslim. She has 2 younger brothers and a mother whom she takes care of them by providing money in their education and medical help.She had no other. I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her to me, taking another generous mouthful before spitting it into hers. The sight of her pretty pout dripping with whiskey was irresistible. I kissed her hard, pinning her down and almost ripping the front of her cheap dress as I freed those perfect breasts. She was nearly breathless as my drunken lips sucked on each nipple. My hand cupped her mound as my fingers thrust inside her, urgently fucking her dripping cunt. “I need a taste of you now,” I. And her cunt was grinding down onto my crotch, taking all of my meat into that juicy pussy.I was holding her tightly on me as I humped up into her. Her knees were pulled up and I didn't think anyone would notice anything, except my two feet on the floor, if they happened to glance under the stall door. I didn't really care right now. I was fucking my little pet. I held my grunts down as I kissed her. She was sucking on my tongue and trying to bounce up and down on my cock. I was getting a good. Not even looking at the large man’s cock still dripping just inches from her terrified and anguished face.Bryan shook his head now to clear the memory and turned to thank the delivery men. The two men stood beside the still d****d in canvas delivery. “Well you gonna inspect the shipment before we head off?” The man asked, handing over the clipboard to Bryan to sign.“I guess I better.” Agreed a nervous Bryan. He flung the canvas material up and over the shipment to reveal the rectangular cage.