They all raise a hand and I chuckle. David has the most eager gleam in his eyes and bulge in his jeans, so I know I am saving him for last. For he is ...he reason I am here in the first place. "Hmm....Henry? How about you?" The shaggy blonde nods furiously before I straddle his lap and kiss him deeply. The other two watch as he runs his hands up and down my back, his tongue flicking in my mouth. He reaches for my shorts and instantly I slip off his lap. "No, no no," I chime, "Not yet. You want. Her breasts, her stomach, every place wherehe had hurt her. She felt his lips over her nipples. They were sore, so sore!His gentleness was like a mockery. He knew that every touch he made sent herinto more pain, and yet he insisted on stroking her and kissing her as if hisfingers and mouth were really gentle. She groaned, and she didn't know if itwas from pain or pleasure. His hand fastened over her bare pussy and held it.The same pussy she had so carefully shaved the previous afternoon! His. Plus his gorgeous 8” cock, uncircumcised (pity, I like them cut) and thick enough to make my toes curl every time he slid it deep inside me.Anyway back to the story... We paid off the taxi driver and entered the booking hall; it was bedlam, people rushing hither and thither, a seething mass of humanity. We checked in to the ticket office and were ushered into the business class lounge, Carl drifted off to pick up a copy of the FT, to check his investments while I bought a bottle of water and. He take care of you…get good guys to see Kweilo slut.” Jimmy was very business-like, knowing he was looking at a big, big tip if everything went smoothly. “But you must remember – take good care of Joey. He lose money if he help you…give you his customers.” Jimmy switched back to Mandarin, speaking slowly enough for me to understand. “Maybe you give him the girl for a little while…he is open to bargain.” I was trying so hard to maintain a calm, cool front but I must confess, my love…it was.