.. had a gift. She didn't like whatmy... thing had turned me into and one day she put a curse on me. SinceI was so male, all other males must be littl... girls to me. It'sfollowed me since..."The door opened and a group of giggling women in silky clothes strodein."Jill, is he a Hunk or what?" No questions Rita... Joan?"Another girl responded. "What's he doing in a nothing town like this."Giggling they walked along. "Jewel, You are my bestest friend in theworld... EVER... Thanks for convincing me. Talk about surprises. Not. I manoeuvre her before her desk chair, with her back to the chair so she can sit. I do a little something to the chair, and then I gently push down on her shoulders to make her sit down. She quickly gets the message and sits down on her own - only to jump back up with a yelp! Yes, so I put a bunch of thumb tacks on her chair. So sue me. Meanwhile, I still have hold of her shoulders and keep pushing her back down towards the waiting, glistening, sharp little spikes.. Anyhow, beggars can’t be choosers – two days it was. I had heard so much about Thailand and had many friends who were giving seriously weird advises. Bring girls to your hotel room, go for a soapy massage, sandwich massage….the go-go bars have rooms etc. etc. mind you none of them had ever been to Thailand before.However, I reach Bangkok early in the morning – get my visa on arrival and proceeded to Pattaya by car which was about 4 hours from the Airport. I was so bloody horny that I could not. Now the shower is filled with steam and the sounds of our sex, skin smacking skin, moans and grunts filling the air.With each thrust her lovely tits bounce in rhythm with our fucking. I lean in and lick her nipple as it bounces by me like a waving lollipop she grip my neck firmly, willing me to go deeper…harder. she reach up one hand and grab my hair so she can pull my lips to hers. We kiss hard, then soften. she trace my lips with her tongue and gently bite my lower lip before pulling back and.