He was cultured, charming, handsome, and once he got his cock buried inside them, gently at first, always, they couldn't get enough of it. Renee Borge... had the look, a frustrated housewife with a fool as a husband, just ready to descend into the world of frenzied sex he offered. The most he'd ever seen of her was that sheath she'd worn to the Disco one night, nipples stiff, showing through, those trim hips undulating, long legs moving with athletic grace on the dance floor. But in his. She took me straight into the women’s bathroom. There was no soap bar to stick in my mouth, so she pumped three squirts of soap in her hand and made me lick it off her hands. It was disgusting.She marched me through the Wendy’s in panties, and people looked up with amused expressions on their faces. Parents who were thankful their children weren’t such brats seemed happy I was being dealt with.Now, instead of just the possibility of someone nearby noticing a bare butt wiggling out of the. After the last treatment, I had a wait of 5 days to go back for a final checkup before heading back to Aussie. Pon asks me on the Friday afternoon what I had planned for my few days left in Bangkok, all I could say was look at a few bars and do some shopping.She asks if I would like a guide as she knows the city well and will ensure that I don’t get ripped off. I agree in a nano-second and think there maybe something in this. We met at my hotel about 7.30 pm, the phone rang and she asked should. .stop." My voice grew hoarse from the overwhelming pleasure that flowed through my veins like molten lava. Anna laughed softly as she watched my body writhe beneath her."What do you want, Beth?" Her voice resonated perfectly against the tender flesh of my neck. I tried to answer her but my mind was lost for words and seemed to only be concentrating on the intensity. All I could do was whimper and bite my lip as the waves of pleasure washed over my body, growing stronger with every touch. Anna.