’ I smiled, knowing that I was fucking with his mind, but I didn’t care. I was drunk, happy and all I wanted to do was fuck. Confident that I wou...d have company this evening, I made my way to the hotel gift shop to grabbed the biggest bottle of Crown they had. A young woman dressed in nothing but a pair of tight blue leggings and a sports bra holding up her large perky tits was searching the coolers for sports water. ‘Flawless,’ I accidentally mumbled more than loud enough for her to hear.. The bigger man then lifted me with one hand his strong fingers encircling my waist as he held me high in the air admiring my huge 175 inch NNN cup tits that were swinging forward and hung in his face he buried his head in my deep cleavage and moaned loudly all the giant hung black men looked on with a horny glased look as he held my tits on his face he positioned my tight ass/pussy over his imense cock head and began to slowly enter me stedily thrusting more and more of his seventy five inch. Sometimes I like it better with them on because my clit is so sensitive...the extra layer of tight fabric helps me play longer while I masturbate!.. I've soaked through them numerous times and its perfect, just rubbing the wetness around and all over the crotch of my shorts or jeans. I love how sensitive it becomes from just my imagination or just talking about clitoral abuse brings me so close.I like being a sexy. ........’‘We’ll have plenty of time for shopping tomorrow before we have to be at the airport, honey. I have other plans for tonight. Come on let’s go get a beer’ Steve took Abi’s hand and gave her an encouraging tug. Both laughed as they made their way through the street market towards the tacky neon signs of the bars and clubs that lined the notorious street that made up Patpong.Steve had been right in his description of the place to Abi. Patpong was Bangkok’s most infamous red-right.