”It took another 45 minutes to get to the coliseum. I was then turned into a pack mule to carry everyone’s stuff in. Master Boripat and Mr. Singh ...ere already there and they waved us over. The check in process went a lot smoother than the last time.On the way back to the locker rooms, we passed Damian Botha in the hall way. I stopped to introduce myself.“Hey nice to meet you.”“Who are you?”“I’m who you’re fighting. I look forward to having a fight.”“It’ll be good for me, seeing as I’m gonna. .even we ate each others tongue after that i moved her top little up to kiss on her navel and started playing with her navel with my tongue for 5 mins. what a time guys… and i was trying to put my tongue down to lick the real one without removing her pant and she was moaning saying no no …oh god what a pleasure it is like heaven…Then we hugged each other by fondling her boobs, butts and moved twards the water we were standing in the water at chest level water and i was trying to press her. I remember it started with me going into the Sears men's room and seeing several men standing the urinals, and me slipping into the last stall to read the graffiti. I ignored the guys while I read and stroked between my legs, covered up by my shirt. I always felt that unless I knew the man wanted me to suck him, then he was either not interested or was the police. I tried to never be too obvious and I didn't take many chances.With that said, I had been sucking dick for a couple of years and I. Eventually, I got most of it into my tortured throat, feeling curly hair against my face. I loved it. I began sucking in earnest, soaking up the small sounds of pleasure he was making on the other side of the wall. This was where I belonged. If allowed, I could do it all day. I cupped his balls in one small hand, gripping the base of his cock with the other – in total control of the situation. I felt every ridge on his awesome cock, tasting his precious pre-cum, feeling his balls tighten as he.