I decided to take a walk.

Candice and Caprice wore me out.

They slid up and down that pole until it even got too greasy for them.

They writhed around each other.

They were a perfect fit for each other.

They took solace in locking their boobs together.

No one was going to budge.

'From the bottom of our heart we thank you again for saving our papa.'

It was Ramadan and the Malays were feasting.

I know that most of them were snacking during the day and drinking soft drinks.

I tried not to scoff at the hypocrisy.

Star of Love.

It flashed in reds greens and purple.

I just couldn't resist walking up the steps that led me to the second floor.

The Chinese pimp said come inside and enjoy the best that Indonesia had to offer.

'Come here handsome.'

I did.

She had big tits.

She was made for fucking.

I handed over the cash.

And by about the time it was time to enter, the Viagra had kicked in.

I was doing what I was suppose to do.

She was moaning so I knew the Viagra pleased her well.

It was time now for a milky tea.

I knew Candice was working the evening shift.

I might have to tell her about 'Breaking Fast' fuck.

I even got her number.

Her name was Jazz.

Jazz loved to fuck.

She hinted at another one, in my hotel.

Who was I to argue.

Customer service was paramount for this big titted whore and I felt obliged to fire some more cash her way. 

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