In truth it had been over a month (the well-hung Canadian guy). He’d been told that the hostel was nice and that the owner/manager was a pretty good... fuck.We kept it low key as some of the other guests came and went; he had a few beers and relaxed. As we talked he made it very clear that he was interested in sex. I made it clear that I was available – as soon as we had time to get in bed. He wasn’t bad looking and (I’d been checking out what seemed to be a very nice bulge in his shorts) seemed. Something that makes me think before i see the forbidden temple. Well the night goes on and everyone is drunk out there mind but i notice you were kinda sitting over by the kitchen, making people some of your famous drinks and i come over and ask do you need a hand making some drinks? You say," yeah that'll be great. I know most of the people in here and they can get pretty wasted. Everyone's staying here tonight because i'm not going to let them drink and drive from my place." Then we start. He loved fucking her at home but also loved public sex. He had fucked her in the car, at a restaurant, a movie theater, the park, a changing room, a public bathroom. He took her often to the sleazy adult theater and there he would almost undress her and suck her tits and finger fuck her cunt and ass and fuck her. No one noticed as the patrons were all doing the same thing to their partners. During a two hour movie he would get his cock sucked and fuck her cunt then her ass. He liked keeping her. There are two guards outside every door if I’m not here. Good night” he says quietly. Ignoring what I said before. He looks down at me. He slowly raises his hand and runs it gently through my hair with a smile. He pulls back and walks over to the stairs. I watch him as he disappears down the staircase and out of my view. A hand grabs my arm and drags me into a dark room. He press’s me against the door as he shut’s it. He says nothing. He Just press’s himself against me and I know its Justin. I.