Monday, December 30, 2019

A little review for the decade

Because I don't have much time.

I remember how is the party in 1999. We drove back to our hotel at NPB, stopped by the lights for a left turn, pulled over by a cop because our wheel of the rental car was on top of the white line. He looked like a male model and many still do. He let us go because we were tourists and obviously not drunk.

I accidentally came across Chanel's (the original) picture. OMG, that was the day she looked the most beautiful ever. She talked a lot. I pretend to listen and she knew it. I was just hoping the moments to last because I was holding her leg across mine, going up to her skirt while staring at her, absolutely no idea what she was talking about. It's a lot sexier than stripping her off and go to bed. She is irreplaceable.

When I accidentally discovered my old stock fund, the girl who won the audition was Margarette, the pretty school girl who morphed into a stripper body. She was about the 2nd girl I auditioned. We didn't get far because she was too young to be GFE. But I couldn't resist to see her on occasions just like Chanel. Then she disappeared. It wasn't until last year that I rediscovered her. She was onto me like she wasn't going to lose me again. She had the expensive naked look with red hot lips. I never saw her so pretty and kissed so much.

I had to admire my own taste for picking her for the 1st time. But sadly, she quitted everything just when I got into her flat and she talked about cooking. Heartbreaking

I was actually seeing Caroline at the time. I booked and booked because I could have an accident and the end of everything on a weekend, until I met Margarette again. Caroline is always my teen model. I wasn't going to see her too often because she was a bit expensive.

She is the most passionate girl I met even though she won't allow tongue. Now I know why. She is a real struggling actress/model. She is exactly my type and not many patrons have my taste in women. She saw the chance and grabbed it. The rest is history. Every time I met her, her kiss burst my pants. She wouldn't wait to undress before kissing like a girl friend and I liked that. But my cock was so hard that I needed to unbotton my pants and unzip it before carrying on.

Although she is far from teen, she has a borderline eating disorder, an actress and a model. That's why she is always my teen model. But her IG doesn't do her any favor. I can see the real her and I know how she really lives. I'm not that keen to see her again and I didn't want to low ball her. She is on and off a waitress and was fired the last time I heard. I could see how she appreciates my patronage. We even talked about her new boyfriend that she likes. I hope she is happy. But I'm sad for her because she has to keep up appearances for her family. I really want to see her again but I don't want to give her the wrong ideas that I can see her every month. My stock fund is finished.

There must be other girls that blew my mind. But there wasn't enough bonding so they don't always stay in my mind.

Since my stock fund was completely depleted, it surprises me that I am still doing fine. I accidentally ran into a pornstar/stripper type. I don't usually pick those because usually, it's a disappointment for the fee they asked. But this woman walked me out of the door naked without displaying any flaw. Maybe she's a bit cold, ducked my DFK and pushed my fingers away. But maybe she was still a bargain. She knew it and didn't come back so far; the grass is greener elsewhere.

By pure chance, I met a black girl who can be a victoria's secret model, the thicker type. I just couldn't put her underwear out of my mind. She knew I am totally into her and texted me a few times. But our schedules don't align. Very safe sex but she is a good fuck.

I had good luck the last time I took one for the team. She showed her pretty face but I didn't expect much for the heavy makeup. But in person, she looks a lot younger even with heavy makeup on. Not only that she looked like a schoolgirl, but she also looked like one in my neighborhood with shoulder-length blonde hair.

She has the expensive naked look with deep red lips. I thought of Chanel and Margarette even though they are very different types. She is too young to be GFE. When I couldn't help but stare at her face, she asked, "what?". She was wondering what's wrong with her. Was I discovering some false advertising like no blue eyes, a different person, etc?

Maybe I was a bit shy, she took the initiative, and so I couldn't do much damage. She blew me right out of the bet. So I laid down comfortably, spread myself and enjoyed the show. I liked her hair, her face and her makeup. It was such a sight when she was hard at work sucking. She would finish me if she could but I am invincible.

Then she poped up and rode me. She has the perfect schoolgirl breasts with a bit more meat to squeeze than others like Margarette. She has the perfect curve for a schoolgirl. So I was holding her pelvis, let her rode and watched everything.

In the past, I learned not to let them ride too much. They do it to finish you fast. And then there are so many other things to do.

But now I have changed. I have such a fond memory of Margarette when she rode me to completion the only one time. I tried to push her away but she wouldn't budge.

I remembered Chanel's one-time reverse missionary. It's very GFE but there's nothing to see. And then there's the squat, easier to finish if you know how to. Riding alone is just hard. Usually, I waited for them to surrender and asked me to get on top or do my fav position.

But Kat just soldiers on, until I had a smile on my face. I think she likes me because she pulled the condom for me and wiped me clean. I can't wait for her to turn up again.