Thailand was a very poor country. There was very little opportunity for women to make a career for themselves. Prostitution is legal and a way to ma...e a great deal of money by Thai standards. So the women flocked to the brothels in Bangkok. Many were I am sure under the legal age but the trade was governed and policed. There were many ugly women who worked the bars but there were some very pretty women who worked them also.Well I didn't fuck a woman every night because we were housed in a. I like the smell of sweat. Well, on a woman, anyway. Especially under her arms. I don't wear any deodorant or antiperspirant. It's not gross, although people would say it was if they knew. I'm always getting compliments on my perfume. Heh. If only people knew. Usually my perfume consists of healthy sweat and maybe a bit of cunt juice dabbed under my arms and between my breasts.Anyway, at the moment, I needed a shower, because I'd been kinda horny since I got up, and my mother keeps the house. The bed banged into the wall relentlessly, and the slapping noise was out of control. He pumped his cock, and let me feel the deepest thrusts I ever have. I felt him tense, and a heavy groan, as he came with me, spilling his cum into my pussy. We were both moaning, and groaning, as the spasms ran through our bodies. He pumped his cock in me a few more times, and shooting his enormous streams of cum right at the entrance to my womb. It felt so good. My pussy milked his cock dry, and he collapsed. I climbed into the bed and pulled the blanket over me and immediately fell asleep.In the morning I woke to the sound of people bustling around the room. It was 6AM and the morning shift was on gathering the morning data. I watched as they checked Renee’s vitals. I smiled at them. When the room was mostly cleared I got out of bed and using my clothes to hide my morning wood, went into the bathroom.After using the facility and dressing I came back out to fine that Renee was awake, just, and.