The fierce Asian milkmaid, facing you without blinking with her whole bag of tricks and her collection of finishing techniques wanking you till you st...re her down. You finally break her like the little girl she actually is. That is the most fabulous pleasure a human body may ever experience. The minute she peels her teeth and breaks into a sweat and her refined techniques seem tame. You remain unvanquished like a centenary oak tree while the girl merely becomes dominated and gives up. No matter. We were both about the same height and I sensed that for a moment he was sizing me up and I saw that his eyes had immediately dropped to my crotch, which as I have told you earlier I had made the focal point of my outfit that night. “A man of discernment,” he said, by way of an opening remark, in perfect American English, looking at the glass of champagne on the counter, “and just looking at you, I guess that you are here for the MuscleCock?” I nodded yes. He then continued, “I’m Yan Cheung,. He took a deep breath and then carefully lowered himself down until hecould sit on the concrete edge. He was shivering violently, and tuckedhis hands under his arms. His teeth were chattering.Three feet separated him from this slim young woman. Even if she wantedto there was no way she could physically stop him from pushing off theedge and plunging to his death. He was still in control.Chapter 3"What can I call you?" Suzie queried.Martin hesitated. He could call himself anything, but what. More." She tossed him the speedo. It looked impossibly small in his hands. "I don't think that's a good idea, Aunt Kristy." "Of course, you don't, that's why it's going to be hilarious for me to see how embarrassed you are wearing it. Be glad I don't frog march you out to the pool in it! Now go, before I decide that's an even better idea." "Alrighty then," Scott muttered, and went into the bathroom. After closing the door behind him, he looked at his crotch in the mirror and thought, as hard.