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It was just endless. We were not the only backpackers at The Monkey House. Another couple of groups were there and we joined them at the bar as it started to rain. One couple, I forget their names, were from Austria; they were polite but distant and beyond introductions they were too absorbed in each other to mingle with fellow travellers; that was understandable as this was their honeymoon and they were revisiting the beaches and hostels where they had met as backpackers years before. The other group was three girls from Denmark who were eighteen, drop dead gorgeous and ready to party. Having checked in we went to sit around in the bar while it rained. Pakpao brought us over some drinks and the Danish girls, mistaking her for a waitress, tried to order! Natalie seemed to feel the faux pas keenly and again looked at asian me to set things straight. Pakpao was actually meaning to go get them some drinks and we had to call her back. The Danes didn’t really understand that Pakpao wasn’t staff and Natalie trying to explain to them that she was a tour guide didn’t clear things up. I really wanted to explain to them that Pakpao was a friend whom we were helping spend time with us by sponsoring her trip, but it seemed awkward to explain to myself in my own head, let alone trying to explain it in front of Natalie and Pakpao. I wondered how Pakpao saw things; I wondered what Pakpao thought my motives were. The Danes carried on, oblivious to our awkwardness. One particularly, Bente, was keen to include us in their antics and convinced us in beautifully accented English to follow them into the town to find a nightclub that evening. That settled, the Danes dragged Natalie off to chinese put on make-up, abandoning Pakpao. I felt so hurt for her. The Monkey House was a short trek from the town proper and the path wasn’t lit at japanese night. Luckily part of my equipment was a torch and insect repellent. As we strolled towards the distant lights the jungle beside the path was alight with fireflies blinking out to each other. It was a very special moment and Bente seemed especially affected. We took our time reaching the bars and night-life ahead. Khao Lak was a small town a short walk inland from the beach. There were some markets which were still open and lots of neon lights and bars and clubs, but no obvious go-go bars or anything seedy. Although it was the low season there were plenty of other tourists about, mostly pensioners and young honeymooning couples and a few young families with small children, doubtless returning to where they had spent their honeymoon. Khao Lak was the kind of town and beach that you’d keep coming back to all through your life once you’d discovered it. The Danes lead us into the last bar we passed when it became clear we had already traversed the town and there were no further bars to scout. They were playing loud techno disco music and although the dance floor was outside the pitch blackness of the jungle beyond made it feel like you were in a cellar. Natalie tugged Lucas onto the dance floor and then Bente grabbed me and forced me to join them. Soon others got up and the other two big Danish girls danced suggestively on the edge of the floor hoping to lure in passing male flesh. Pakpao was left guarding the handbags. It felt so wrong. Bente was dancing awfully close to me. It didn’t seem to bother her that I had no idea how to dance and was just trying to move as much as possible without doing the dreaded ‘spastic chicken’. Bente had put her hands around my neck and pressed her forehead to mine; I had pulled. “Slow down” I japan tried to tell her, but she couldn’t hear me over the thumping beat of the music. I leaned in to talk into her ear and she mistook my intimacy and began to nibble my ear. “Do you love how wet I am?” I was scared and very excited for the way this would feel. I will be back very soon. She must’ve noticed my apprehension. “Yeah same here,” Kyle agrees. “Ok. I’ll try to be more... openminded.” “Ah…ah…ah fuck, oh yes, fuck...yes!” he groaned as five more shots followed, leaving him shaking and breathless as his orgasm tore through him. My cunt stung from his quick and deep penetration, my hole stretched tight like a rubber band around his thick cock. When japan I saw him, I exhaled knowing that he was OK. He hugged Mariana and a couple of the other wives telling everyone that all are fine. asian It was the best orgasm I'd experienced since I lost my cherry. What japanese the hell big is wrong with me? chinese She liked sucking on things. She couldn’t explain how anxious and worked up she was getting; she didn’t have the right words right now. Her pussy grew hotter around my dick. He ran forward, dodging curses flying at him, and grabbed Voldemort around his midsection.