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The black car service into the city was a different story. We all quickly realized the roads in Bangkok had been designed for a city of 5 million, not the 17 million that inhabited the delta city today. Ninty-three minutes later we made it to the Four Seasons, where we had three suites waiting for us. One for Mr. & Mrs. Wagner, one for Maddie, and one for Will and I to share. The traffic had caused us to miss our first night’s dinner reservations, so the family decided to chance the street food vendors. The concierge pointed us in the direction of a world class set of street vendors and promised that the food was good, affordable, and (mostly) safe. The food was fantastic and we ate tapas style, where we shared each other’s orders and got to taste a wide variety of Thai dishes. We were all pretty much done when Will ordered one more dish—a curried satay of chicken and local vegetables. It looked great, but the rest of us were way too full to share it with him. Not quite tired enough to head to bed, the five of us wandered the streets in front of the night clubs. Some of the most beautiful women in the world, wearing some of the sexist evening gowns ever designed, were beckoning Will and I to enter the clubs. Maddie kept smirking and lick encouraging us, but Mr. Wagner’s frown stopped us from doing anything but saying, “Thanks anyway.” Mrs. massage Wagner kept giggling at every approach made to Will and I and finally started to tease her husband, “Let them have fun. We’re in Thailand for God’s sake.” Which was met with a resounding grunt from Will’s dad that everyone interpreted as, “hell no!” It was close to 10:00pm local time, but since we all slept quite well in Business Class, we were jet lagged and not yet ready to go back. Will complained about not feeling 100% and Maddie poked him in the gut with her lightening fast reflexes, “Not getting food poisoning on the first day, are you?” Will smirked back and opened his mouth to respond but instead of words coming out, his dinner did. We got him some water to wash out his mouth, but when he swallowed some, it caused another bout of heaves. We caught a taxi back to the hotel and the concierge got us a ride to a high end health clinic two blocks away. The doctor looked Will over, took his vitals, and had the nurses admit him and place him on an I.V. Will effectively passed out and the doctor told us it could be a while before he’s able to leave on his own. Mr. and Mrs. asian Wagner decided to stay with their stricken son but instructed Maddie to take me out and have a good time. They would meet us back at the hotel in the morning for breakfast at 9:00am. Maddie and I complained, saying we would rather be there to support Will, but Mrs. Wagner wouldn’t have it. She pointed to her unconscious son and said, “He won’t even know you’re gone.” Then she turned to us and quietly said, out of range of Mr. Wagner’s ears, “Enjoy the Bangkok night life.” She handed us a stack of local money, of which I only later realized was the equivalent of $1,000 USD. Maddie quickly grabbed the money, winked at her mom and said, “See you in the morning Mom. We’ll be good... ish!” Then the most beautiful woman in my life grabbed my hand and pulled me, almost running, from the clinic, her auburn hair with light brown highlights flowing behind her. When we got outside, she didn’t let go of my hand, like I though she would. Instead she squeezed it and give me a semi-wicked look, “We’re going to have fun tonight!” Our walk back to the night clubs was magical. I was holding the hand of anal the prettiest woman in the world—even more beautiful than the club bait that kept trying to get us to go inside their establishments. “We should get a drink. Will would have wanted that.” Maddie pulled her phone from her pocket and looked up a list she had made of private clubs that weren’t too strict on drinking age. She mapped the route to one and we walked there in less than five minutes. The club cover charge was 300 Baht (about $10). This fee cut out nearly all of the riffraff and the club was populated with a well to do crowd. The music was Euro Techno and not quite loud enough to cause hearing loss, but almost. Maddie, still holding my hand, asked the bouncer for a private room. He interracial raised his hand with two finders extended and another gorgeous Thai lady immediately appeared and asked us for 1,000 Baht. Maddie paid and we were led to through a heavy curtain, down a dark hall, up a half-flight of stairs. She got up and straddled his chest and said since you like to use that tongue so much lets put anal it to good use and she rubbed her pussy across his mouth and he playfully sunk his teeth into her and she gasped saying oh that's new. Rolling us around, and with ease spinning the boy around further, so I lay on my back and the kid had his own scrawny back on my stomach. I grabbed her wrists and pulled them over her head and held them down. I closed my legs tight, and turned my head. I saw the pink petals of lick my pussy was pulsating and glowing with it juices. I groaned, blinking through the pleasure of my orgasm. And she was right! This is nothing like my wife. "Ahhh ahhh ooooohhh, fuck uhgn," I moaned and panted, "Please..." "Oh my God," she shrieks in shock. Or she would rush to the kitchen in the nude to get something from her purse. I was sent cartwheeling head over heels down the hill but away from our attackers, as I desperately fought for breath. That was a new one on me, I’d never heard mom use the ‘c-word’ asian before, but then I’d never seen massage my mother fucking my sister with a real cock before! Doesn’t exist!?!? They continued to make-out for a little while longer before their urges outpaced them. The coyotes had already interracial done a number on her and now bugs were taking their turn. The third burst erupted as Ryan hollered as it landed on her left breast dripping down like a volcanic eruption. There was a short pause then he continied, Just strands of black hair remained in his fist as the other fist connected with her jaw and her head spun around. And after a couple of minutes, I finally told him, "Hey, man. It's my turn." What started the whole sex thing was when daddy was asleep on the sofa and I witnessed him having a wet dream. I put a glass and beer in front of each guy.