“Unnnn! Daddy!” he groaned, his mouth full. The words were barely intelligible. “Unnn, Daddy! Your cock!”He felt the older man's hands lifting...his head until the tip of his cock remained. Brad licked and sucked it, feeling his own drool filling his mouth and dribbling down his chin.“Good girl,” Daddy said. “Just work the head now.”The sight of her own pink lipstick smeared on Daddy's cock thrilled Brad more than she could have imagined. Her lips eagerly and hungrily applied themselves.After. Fuck him, I wasn’t going to be raped by the system after he raped me. Fucking hell, no.I got the keys, went to my car, still fucking naked, and drove home. I parked inside the garage and closed the door with the remote before I got out of the vehicle. I went straight in and took a long, warm shower. Trying to get the nastiness off me, out of me. It didn’t work.I sat in my living room, staring at the tv with the sound muted. His words came back to me, “Call the cops. Tell them to send an officer. Is that okay?” I nervously replied. Is that okay? Why am I asking her if that is okay? Like as if I was on a real date or needing her permission? Have I been reduced to this schoolboy simply by the lust I am having for this woman? Is the act of coming all the way to Thailand, so that I can openly and consciously procure beautiful young girls for my own sexual gratification, playing tricks with my conscience? I am really feeling this guilty?! In spite of my struggle, I found my unencumbered. . i love the sound of her gagging on my cock and the idea that she is at my will with each time a force her head down on my cock and make her gag. when those eyes look up at u with the teary glow in them is my favorite part... So i have hooked up with alot of older women and actually perfer them to ones my age for fwb because they r less aabout bullshit and know that they want without becoming too attached... So i want to randomly meet a lady like at a grocery store or some place public and try.