Esa noche, precisamente una semana antes de mi boda , esas chicas m prepararon mi pequeña despedida de soltero , fuimos a un karaoke en la parte cent...ral de la cuidad, era en medio de semana por lo que estaba casi vacio , por lo cual m dirigí con mis chicas al área VIP y como todo caballero y como era la persona de mayores ingresos asumí el valor de la cuenta , cosa que al principio no quisieron pero aceptaron al final sin hacerse mucho rogar, compre una botella de whiskey , y empezamos la. He was using his left hand to reach for a knife sheathed at his waist when Otto's knife found a place in the Indian's belly. The 12-inch blade of the monster knife went about half its length into the Indian and seemed to stick. The Indian had to know that he was dead at that point, but he had no intention of going quietly.The Indian tried to roll to one side and bring his own knife into play, but Otto grabbed his wounded right arm in a vise-like grip and would not let him escape. The Comanche. I was so nervous at first that I couldn't get hard. I was so worried that someone would walk by may be call the police or in fact the police themselves would pull up. I guess Carlos had done this before because he was sucking me without a care in the world. I finally started to relax and enjoy Carlos and his sucking ability. I tilted my head back and closed my eyes while I was listening to him slurp and moan on my dick. I reached over and grabbed his ass then slid my hand down his pants. To keep me sane, I would usually record videos of myself as well as thinking of home, which seemed to be so distant now. I would then think about Hokkaido, where my parents were from before moving to the States. I had only been there once as a child, but I knew that is where I belonged. I would then come back to this shithole that was reality. This was my home now. Sunlight began to creep in through the cracks between the boards. “Another night bites the dust,” I whispered to myself. Today.