You're out front, about to light another cigarette, when the door cracks open.Mew peeks out — hair a little messy, lips still swollen, eyes glittering with mischief.
"You leaving already?" she purrs.One long bare leg slides out into the night."Thought maybe… you want more?"
Your cock twitches instantly.You don't even answer. Just take her wrist, pull her back inside.
She leads you down a side hallway, past stacked crates of liquor, into a little storage nook.Dim yellow light, smell of stale beer, an old padded bench.
"You like dirty place?" she whispers.Then she's on her knees again, hands tugging your zipper down, mouth opening wide.
This time she doesn't go slow.She takes you in deep, greedy, drool spilling down her chin. Her moans are desperate — like she's starving for your cock.
You fist her hair, guide her.Each thrust hits her throat, makes her gag, but she just drools more. Her hands slide up under her slip, between her thighs.
"Mmff… mmmph… your cock… so hard… taste so good…"
When she pulls back for breath, strands of spit connect her lips to your shaft.She strokes you, tongue lapping at the tip.
"Wanna feel it again… inside… please…"
You flip her around, bend her over a stack of cardboard boxes.Her dress rides up — she's still bare underneath. Her pussy's wet, lips glistening, a little swollen from before.
She looks back over her shoulder, bites her lip.
"You gonna fuck me again? Make me your dirty Bangkok girl?"
You line up, push in one slow, hungry stroke.She moans so loud you're sure they can hear it at the bar.
💀 Harder, filthier
This time you don't hold back.Your hips slam into her, boxes rattling, your hand gripping her throat from behind. She arches, back bowing, tits bouncing with every thrust.
"Ahh— f-fuck— yes— harder— please—"
You yank her hair so her mouth opens, tongue out. She's drooling again, moaning nonstop.
"Tell me who you belong to."
"You! You… ohhh fuck, you, you… ruin me, please!"
Your balls slap her clit, your thighs smack her ass, the wet slick of her pussy obscene in the quiet room.She comes suddenly — clamping down so hard you grunt, holding you tight inside her.
When you pull out, cum dripping down her thigh, she sinks to her knees automatically.Eyes glazed, lips parted.
"Want to taste it," she whispers.
You press your cock to her mouth. She licks it clean, sucks every drop, hums with bliss.Then she rests her cheek against your thigh, breathing hard, smiling like a well-fed pet.
"You come back tomorrow? I bring my cousin. Younger. Shy. We both take care of you, promise."
Your pulse hammers at the thought.Bangkok's wrapping its claws around you deeper every hour.