Can't you feel it? This part of you does, I can tell..." She cupped a palm against his hard-on and he just about bit his tongue in half."Carol-Anne, t...here's something wrong with you. With everybody. Let's get you home."“That’s bullshit. Why don’t you lighten up? It’s a party, after all…”She tightened her grip on him and dropped to her knees. He was right, of course; there was something wrong. She just didn't care. She pulled the red tights down, revealing his half-erect cock and the wiry thatch. ”“Normally, I couldn’t, but I’m stuck here for a day or so. Place I am supposed to deliver that trailer to, that's hitched to my cab, is on the other side of a small bridge that got damaged. It's the only way in or out, and they won’t have it fixed till Monday. This is the closest decent truck stop, so at least I can get some real food, or use the truckers lounge. I’ll call on Monday morning to see what time I can get through.”“Well sure then, I will have a beer. The truck I saw just had the. I lick it and suck the head. You moan begging for more and I'm happy to deliver. Taking your whole cock in my mouth, I suck you. You scream my name and thrust your hips against me. You cum and I drink it up. We kiss again for a long time, enjoying every moment. You stare into my eyes and without words we both know what comes next. You gently lay me on my back again and slide your cock inside me. You go slow and gentle wanting to experience every second. I beg for you to pound me and you're. ). The guest house, like 98% of such places in Thailand, is for Thai men only, and as such means even if I did get in, I’d have to use a Tyvek hasmat suit, a rubber, and Lysol to fuck any of the girls, and that’s not going to happen. So Daeng is negotiating a price for her to be in the basket for me…needless to say, if Daeng pulls this off, I will take pictures of the apparatus and video the spinning so as to be able to duplicate it faithfully at home and in Daeng’s house! And I suppose that.