A strange and savage saunter through the Thai and Cambodian badlands: sex, drugs and a little bit of rock and roll in Bangkok, Pattaya and Phnom Penh.
‘Get me a beer and a coke for you.’
‘Cola for me? Thank you!’
My thoughts interrupted by the Cambodian trying to pull my cock out of my pants, having surreptitiously undone my fly. The heat from her hand made me rock hard but the length of my member made it difficult to disentangle from my jeans and underwear.
‘Hey, slow down. We can go somewhere.’
‘No, I not wait. Want now. Make me horny.’
She all but threw me off the stool and tore my jeans off.
‘Ooh! Too big. Too big. I want now. You give 20 dollars?’
‘No, for free.’
‘Not free. I not foreign girl. I do for work. Not love. 10 dollar, okay?’
She had trouble forcing her mouth down on my cock but she was persistent, moistening the tip of my member with a few flicks of her obscenely long tongue, digging deep down into my psyche when she ran her tongue over the bloated head of my member. Tight throat, on each stroke she flicked her snake tongue around my cock whilst she squeezed the root with her hand. An hour ago I’d found hell on earth now…
I had to count the cockroaches running up the wall of the bar to stop myself coming quickly, huge, fist sized fellows that scampered along so slowly that I could’ve, at my leisure, crushed them to death with my fist. There were also a couple of smaller roaches that actually had wings, some mutant aberration of the species that could hop slowly through the sky in a nerve-racking manner; probably powered by wasted semen.
The Cambodian a hard worker, finally managed to swallow the whole length of my cock, her eyes bulging slightly as her lips came down on my balls which she was all but crushing with her hand. Deep throat baby, snake tongue, back and forth, over and over… exploded into her when she had the full length right down her throat. Still shooting out semen when she flipped her head out of my lap and she took a large quantity over her face. It didn’t seem to faze her, she clamped her mouth on mine and let some of the juices flow back into my throat, flicking her tongue as if trying to retrieve the fluids.
‘Fun. Too much water. Go everywhere. Too big cock. I think I die. Ooh! Too much water. Give me 50 dollar. Now!’
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