tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282197542024-03-06T23:04:11.007-08:00The Player's DiaryI indulge in guilty pleasures, and I pay for it.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger593125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28219754.post-89966062924307266612023-06-27T18:17:00.000-07:002023-06-27T18:17:29.895-07:00Erica<p> She has been new for more than a year. I didn't expect any surprises but I did. I almost passed again if not for her working on 3 consecutive days.</p><p>On entering the door she frowned momentarily. But I'm confident enough that it may mean many things. One of my last year's ATF was like in shock, a very minor one, when she saw me. But we hit it off immediately.</p><p>Maybe I looked like a poor young student with no money, lol. Maybe too old, which doesn't make much sense.</p><p>I was in my pajamas. She asked me if she can do the laundry. The washing machine is near the door. She threw the big basket of towels into the machine. I just stood there enjoying the amusement. She asked me what I do for a living and than "do you have a job?". I said I worked at home and it didn't register.</p><p>I thought she could be from Australia but it was Ohio. We have a slight communication problem as I even have trouble on the LA accent.</p><p>She has nice fine long hair. Prettier than the other girls. The tits are perfect, full B. Starfish is tight.</p><p>The first thing I sat on the bed, tried to grab her and kiss away. But the bed moved. I sat on the end so it couldn't move that way but she walked around avoiding me. Then she put my towel on the bed and told me to get on it. Bad sign. I obliged.</p><p>She grabbed my cock and blew away. For some reason, she kept blowing but moved her butt next to me, rather like 69 but only side by side.</p><p>It was long enough. She asked me if I was ready and tried to put on the condom. Not so fast because I haven't done my things. She was face up when I got closer. But then she spread her legs. OK, I can eat that. But my heart wasn't in it. I got lower and lower and got to her tight starfish. </p><p>When I was done with that I got to her perfect smallish B cup. When I was done with that I got higher up to kiss her. There wasn't much hope as she wasn't like a passionate person. But then she gave me the tongue first and we kissed a lot. Then I inserted and gave her some good pounding.</p><p>After that, I told her my routine, that I could not move and needed some lying down. She went on to give me a new experience. She went to get the clean towels, throw them on the bed, and fold away. </p><p>When she finished she laid next to me in her top and bottom. I thought we were cuddling but she told me her life story without much prompting. Maybe it's her way to keep clients. When they saw who they were working with that day they know how good the competition is. And when things get slow you try harder.</p><p>Her mother is a drug addict and prostitute. Her aunt adopted them but don't love them. Her aunt brought car for her own daughter but not her. Her dad or stepdad beat them. She ran away at 17. She cried.</p><p>She believed in god and preached to me. She believed she is not a prostitute but an escort. She is helping men and preventing some rape. And there's nothing wrong with fucking younger girls.</p><p>She was making 6 figures last year but blew it. She wanted to save money to get a camper so she can live cheaply. She wanted to be a doctor or a nurse. She graduated high school. Probably not if she ran at 17.</p><p>I didn't mind her giving me inspiration. But I was waiting for a chance to tongue kiss her and say goodbye. I just can say goodbye when she is telling me her life story.</p><p>But then she got a notification. She threw me my clothes. So I dressed up and go. I did give her a good hug. </p><p>She looks the best. She did the most. That's the problem of seeing too many people in a short time. I have one regular, one favorite that I saw 3 times, and another one that I wanted to see a few more times. And now she is my new favorite.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28219754.post-49090226664397765642023-06-25T19:49:00.000-07:002023-06-25T19:49:19.400-07:00Virginia<p> I saw her pastor. I saw her several favorite teachers. She felt relieved when she passed all her subjects and graduated high school.</p><p>Before that, her father beat cancer and then lost. She watched her father pass away.</p><p>Soon after graduation, she got a job that included long shifts, probably 8 hours in a minimum wage job.</p><p>She came to California and enrolled in a community college where students want to transfer to colleges. She has a Linkin page with this one item, no links to other people, no words. She could have finished or she could have abandoned and forgotten.</p><p>She is an odd ball in my fav website. She charges a lot higher and had few ratings. I'm interested in her because she shows her face and does a lot of things including filming, role play. But at that price, she would be doing at most one client a day if she's lucky.</p><p>I wasn't that keen on her face. Sort of pretty but not enough at that price. But she advertised to be 19. She does have a 19-year-old youthful body and long legs. I was curious about the faint line scars on her legs. And she may host at her home.</p><p>I went to her motel room. It was running around in circles. I waited in the parking lot for a long time. She asked if she could smoke on the phone. Probably she chain-smoked last night and couldn't possibly get rid of the smell. When it was time to get in, she asked me to send her my picture.</p><p>She looks exactly like her pictures and looked like 19. She DFK with a tiny bit of tongue when I started the attack. She was keen to get into the doggy position. I just went with the flow and inserted. Of course, she couldn't finish me like that and invited me to get on top of her, missionary style. Fun but not worth the money, expensive. She asked if I would see her again. I hesitated a bit almost wanting to ask for a discount. But that sort of thing wasn't easy for me so I just said sure.</p><p>I looked her up because she used her real name on Cash App. It won't matter if she charges for filming. And so I think she abandoned her community college or she didn't get any benefit from that. She is at least in her mid-twenties now. I feel sad for her. A good girl finished high school. What did the US offer her? A minimum wage job. In some states, your parents can just sign you up for college and worry about the loans later.</p><p>Well over a month, I decided to see her again. It's expensive but the overcharged part can be assigned as charity. It was bad.</p><p>I texted her in the morning but didn't get a reply for half a day. She was available after all. I told her it won't be the original time I asked for. I ended up half an hour late. She was impatient. the motel was worse than last time. She was already on the bed with lingerie. Last time she was in a cute short dress.</p><p>She let me DFK but almost shut her mouth. She is proud of her BBBJ skills but I wouldn't let her do it for too long, risking ejculation. I skipped the doggy and rammed at her, missionary style. When I was recuperating in bed she gave me a towel. I saw red on the condom and I understood why.</p><p>I really think she is a surfer because of the faint scar lines on her legs. And there are faint purple spots on her legs, like she hit something. But no. She only surf when she was young but no longer. So I'm very puzzled. </p><p>She didn't even think that I will see her again. I gave her a hug goodbye which changed her thoughts. She said see you next time when I grabbed her butt. Probably not.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28219754.post-22591092560324104392023-04-09T12:26:00.000-07:002023-04-09T12:26:53.523-07:00When I'm 65 ... II<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglCFPQrwWd__N6WI4G8cggwQfxAaWSZWqpXKT_kSddOfdYvlyiye-Rkxx5JXK2oAYJYZldWATgBDDTUAuTG-cQOZWz79A3KTtCXcPcerUto1lffEtrIZwInpuQ5fO92iSFEsmqZ_ZN0vMJbBb7Q6Nu4WkAc5yItQWOW2LlQZgIy3zMxXWwl_A/s2961/katie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2961" data-original-width="1925" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglCFPQrwWd__N6WI4G8cggwQfxAaWSZWqpXKT_kSddOfdYvlyiye-Rkxx5JXK2oAYJYZldWATgBDDTUAuTG-cQOZWz79A3KTtCXcPcerUto1lffEtrIZwInpuQ5fO92iSFEsmqZ_ZN0vMJbBb7Q6Nu4WkAc5yItQWOW2LlQZgIy3zMxXWwl_A/s320/katie.jpg" width="208" /></a></div>I developed a craving for black girls in recent years. I was lucky a few times but then I lose it.<p></p><p>When their legs are great, they are the greatest. Firm butt but not exaggerated. Breasts are out of this world. Model A for breast transplants must have been modeled after that.</p><p>Once I annoyed a black girl that I saw a few times by asking for shower play. Not a golden shower mind you. She didn't bother to come but sent another black girl to rip me off. Incidentally, she was fine as hell. When I thought I was going to take her pants off she took my money and walked out of the room, leaving me pantless.</p><p>My acquired taste extends to very exotic facial features. Of course black American style Lisa Bonet in Angel Heart, and Gabrielle Union in Bring it on. All the way up to African looks with flat nose. Also flat chested.</p><p>I resort to porn when my craving starts. Again sadly, it's hard to find stars that attract me. The face is not beautiful enough but that's common for all races. Breasts and nipples are not perky like teens.</p><p>So when I spotted Katie, I didn't take my eyes off her since. Others may wonder why but I can get a white/Asian/Hispanic model easily if I pay enough. If I let her slip I'll regret it for a few years. And I let someone like this slip before.</p><p>Katie has no hair. Or her braided short hair is hugging her skull. Surprisingly, I find her face very easy to my eye. She has a nose ring and a lip ring at the least. Again surprisingly, I find that cute, non-scary. Maybe because of the small size. I can look into her eyes all day. Whereas for the black girl that ease my cravings before Katie, I try not to look at her face. I grew to be fond of exotic features but her excessively long artificial eyebrows turn me off. Her body is my type though. You understand how I was suffering.</p><p>At first glance, Katie looks like a teenager, with her body proportions and makeover. She may have skull-hugging braids, long braids, or long straight hair - all wigs. But they are all bright red, candy or rose. That is her signature color. She has a soft red boot too.</p><p>Her breast isn't outstanding at all but that's way more than enough for me compared with the competition. All I wanted is something that point at least slightly upward, not too big, not too flat, with a neat areola, and a perky nipple that I can't stop sucking.</p><p>She is twisting her body to lean towards me and to take the picture. Her body is lean and mean like a teen. She has firm butt and great legs. She looks like a schoolgirl from afar. When I hold her I realize that she is almost as tall as me. I also think she is way older than teen seeing how she handles herself.</p><p>Sadly, she is a safety girl. She wouldn't even kiss. Money can't move her. Perhaps it can, just not what I want to offer. But I'm satisfied fucking her face to face, like a slow dance at times and other times a tango. And very often my lips to her face to release my affection.</p><p>My stomach is also exaggerated. I was twisting to get close to her so my stomach is like falling out. It's very recent as the other half got into cooking big time. When I go home after an intense "workout", I have a 3-course dinner waiting - every day! Life is good.</p><p>I offered to be her chauffeur. I drove a long way to her home and take her to "work". That's when I find out that she lives in a 3 bed single family house, that sort of thing. It's quite new in new developments in the middle of nowhere. But it's only 30 min from me. Such a house in my area will fetch a million. I only know she lives there. I didn't ask anything else, patiently waiting for her story.</p><p>I even pay for her hotel. When she arrives at work she would ask me to pay her fees upfront. I also feed her. I think I'm doing the pimp's work or her personal assistant. Also, I come back to take her home when she's done in a few days.</p><p>She would like to eat after sex. She despises Mcdonald's. She is happy to drive 30 min to the nearest Chick-fil-A and back to her hotel. When her hometown has none, she settles for Chipotle. She wouldn't eat in with me. And she wouldn't invite me to eat with her in the hotel. In Chipotle, she would stay a few steps from me and order the food to be packed separately. Maybe she was in her hometown and doesn't want to be remembered, lol.</p><p>Craving is one thing. Of course, I am always searching for an ATF. Last summer I hit 4 of them and liked them all. I saw all of them twice and one about 4 times. They are still here. It's very hard not to see them again but it will never end well. Now I find a candidate. I can tell more when I see her again; she asked for it.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28219754.post-87547775462582224972023-04-07T17:31:00.001-07:002023-06-25T19:50:13.076-07:00When I'm 65 ...<p>This is not supposed to be a great post. This is not supposed to be a future-looking post. I already passed the big Six O milestone without fanfare. I wasn't doing well at the time.</p><p>Some people do look half their age. I have no wrinkles, not even on the forehead. My hair stopped thining long ago; it is doubtful whether it started at all. My face still has a little baby fat. I do have larger eye bags under my big eyes. But I wear large state-of-the-art aviator glasses. I have a little white hair on the sides which some girls like to play with.</p><p>Until recently, I didn't feel that I have been performing well. It dawned on me that I switched the brand of male wellness pills. Because I found some old leftover pills. Instead of wasting it, I took the whole pill instead of cutting it into quarters. It was stronger than the current one. So I figured out that generics are different in strength. </p><p>I also took the other wellness pill that is supposed for lasting longer. The tiny pill is supposed to take daily. But the side effect of upsetting the stomach is too much. I only took it when I needed it. But it seems that the side effect is getting less.</p><p>The problem of fake pictures is getting worse and worse. I kept getting MILFs, the last thing I wanted. But I have no problem performing. I know that they will do pretty much everything on the menu. I get an erection looking at their naked body even when they are over 40, or well over 40. Maybe some natural makeup that doesn't repel. A bob job well done. Not lean and mean like teenagers but their stomachs and butt aren't falling out either.</p><p>They are all great tongue-kissers. The more passionate I become the happier they are. The more positions I want the happier they are. I usually have a great time. The problem is, why? I don't remember what they look like nor do I want to remember.</p><p>So I went back to my familiar haunt and picked the next teen that came up. But I was so surprised. I can't say it's fake pictures because there were only two that don't show much. But the aura is totally different. I think they may have baited and switched on me for not coming for so long. This girl is as popular as others on paper but I don't see how.</p><p>She is obviously young, alright. But at first glance, I couldn't find anything sexy about her. She was still wearing short pants and a T-shirt. Very GND without hairstyle and makeup that I could see. She is also passive without initiative, doesn't say much at all, and didn't show much emotion. I can understand that. Even though I tried not to show any disappointment, she might have been rejected a few times that day.</p><p>She only took off her clothes when I got into bed and held her. Then I kissed away vacuum style. She was fine until she said something as if it was enough. That's fine. Chanel limited me to about 5 minutes. The Many TER stars are limited to one long DFK.</p><p>Her breasts are her best feature with perky nipples. So I feasted on them until, again, she said something unintelligible that it was enough.</p><p>I think I asked her to ride me. Don't remember much. But when I got on top of her, I vacuum her all over again. And she was very fine with it. Until I cum.</p><p>I actually quite like her or her performance. But I remember she has a little bit of tummy. Really not a big deal. But it's rare. Never saw anything like it in that group.</p><p>Also, she never had the chance. Someone more of my taste inevitably turned up before she returns. Just like the good days. Better experience next post.</p><p>xxxxx</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28219754.post-86983794701685436292023-02-21T16:15:00.000-08:002023-02-21T16:15:01.534-08:00The perfect red head after all<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyhRTmmUps37qsYDuFrbGTM18Ck-pEBkIZf3aPRVsC3ka66i40xImgxlQ-UuOYpeuNd2ZdNwwaUdacbyf_YFlVIIWW6pfXR4FEH5hg4h4_ul1VtXUJd2xhHHfUpqkS3xup7_M9mhAw2Mw3ifwE85pLbN6emMaeH4yCLheqOWWzxwEhgPwWvRY/s1600/vaxxen4.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyhRTmmUps37qsYDuFrbGTM18Ck-pEBkIZf3aPRVsC3ka66i40xImgxlQ-UuOYpeuNd2ZdNwwaUdacbyf_YFlVIIWW6pfXR4FEH5hg4h4_ul1VtXUJd2xhHHfUpqkS3xup7_M9mhAw2Mw3ifwE85pLbN6emMaeH4yCLheqOWWzxwEhgPwWvRY/s320/vaxxen4.jpeg" width="144" /></a></div><br /> Her picture didn't make me tick. Nice but she looked like a tired MILF, willing to spread everything with her face on camera.<p></p><p>Now she is available again. The first thing that struck me was her tits. Smallish and pinkish with natural nipples. They looked young but if they work out in their 40s, their tits may look like that. Her pussy and ass were flawlessly hairless and pink. </p><p>I decided against it. It was a 90 min drive. She may be an old woman even if her pictures are genuine. And her face isn't that attractive. The goth look may hide many things like she is ugly with the wrong lips.</p><p>But then I convinced myself, if I'm dreaming about her tits and starfish all day, I should go for it taking risks and a long drive.</p><p>I thought it would be an apartment complex. But it was a run-down motel in the heart of a decent neighborhood. So I thought I was right, a trashy MILF who happened to have nice skin.</p><p>The good thing is she looked a lot better and younger than in her pictures. The bad thing is $300 doesn't include full service. It was actually $500. That's what happens when you change bookers. That's what happens when your glasses aren't a familiar brand but just look subtly expensive and you wear designer slippers.</p><p>Her face is exactly like that. No photoshopping. A white face with nothing much to look at, especially the eyebrows. It's not deliberate to hide anything. She would kiss with her lips. But no tongue.</p><p>Now that I handed over the money, she asked me what's the last time I tested. WTF. Am I supposed to forfeit my money if I failed? So I made up something and I didn't know if she was pretending or whatever.</p><p>I can declare, on this day, and only this day, I won't prefer any other tits. It's not tired MILF tits. It's teen's tits. Pinkish nipples on a little bit of white fat. Enough for a mouth and a handful. And I like her body too. Her lingerie wasn't hiding anything. She has legs and her bottom is full and stays up like a teen. She has curves too.</p><p>So I got her down on the bed and suck her tits just as I imagined. I spread her legs and eat away. Turned her over and enjoyed to my heart's desire. Her starfish wasn't as attractive as in her pictures but I understand it changes every day.</p><p>I was fully erect and I turned over to ask for 69. She said she doesn't do that. So I spread my legs to enjoy a blowjob. She said no either. I was so surprised. So I let her ride me bare. But she asked me to pull out before coming. WTF! </p><p>I rarely let ladies ride me to finish. It's so passive. Not my style. I like to charge. And I like full-body contact. But once Daisy The Schoolgirl wouldn't get up no matter how I lifted up her bottom. I thought she was punishing me for not coming sooner. But later I knew she was showing off her talent. I have to be thick and erect and she has to be tight. It was a memorable experience.</p><p>I was expecting the same experience with Virginia. But she was better. Daisy has similar smallish tits but she didn't like them that much and didn't like me to pay them too much attention. Virginia let me squeeze and suck before the ride and let me continue while she was riding. So I squeezed her with one hand on her back and one on her tits.</p><p>Soon I told her to put on a condom. I don't want no hard feelings. She didn't need to do much. Just rode and looked at the ceiling. But I was very pleased. I kept telling myself no no and no. Then I exploded.</p><p>She gave me some cuddling too. But it was like a horizontal hug.</p><p>She asked for my number. She talked about testing again! She asked if she shows me hers, will I show her mind? Yes, of course. What else?</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28219754.post-50242978588194026732022-07-27T16:40:00.001-07:002022-07-27T16:40:52.633-07:00The rare find<p> I noticed her because her top is just about one inch thick horizontally. It's a strip 1.5 inches thick barely enough to cover her areola. It's actually less than a strip because there is a big ring in the front center.</p><p>Her breasts are small, next to flat, but sexy as hell.</p><p>She was wearing a short, or two pieces of it, held together by strings on her tighs.</p><p>She is tallish at 5'6, has brown skin, nice legs, and is healthy all over.</p><p>Her hair is all wrapped up except for a piece of twisted string dangling down, rather stylish.</p><p>She wasn't topless but I bet she isn't an addict and she had no babies. Both will determine the shape of her breasts and nipples. But there's very little I haven't seen yet, so I went for it.</p><p>I couldn't figure out how to take her top off. It wasn't like a bra. So I just pull it down. Wow! But she wouldn't let me suck. So I was upsold. But still a bargain. She has some sort of reverse nipple so it's fun. I was very gentle sucking since she seemed to be not at ease. </p><p>When I gradually increase my suction, she bounced. It's like jumping backward away from me, who is sitting on the bed, onto the wall at her back. So I gripped her harder between my legs and closed my arms on her butt. But when I exerted more force on my tongue she would bounce again. Since she wasn't blocking me I soldiered on. She bounced a few more times.</p><p>When I came in I noticed that the tacky motel room is a little different. Now I can see that there was a mirror as the headboard. By reflex action, I went for a doggie even though I am usually too lazy for it. Sometimes it's good to go for the bullseyes right away. And she felt better that way. With her face on the bed, ass high up, I pounded away.</p><p>I used her as a giant flashlight. I would squeeze her butt for a tighter experience. I would steer her ass for the angle of penetration and the area of my cock's stimulation. I was able to hold it until I couldn't, ending in a big explosion.</p><p>My phone is in the car so I asked her if she wanted my number. I saw her sort of entering it but I never get a message to confirm. And I doubt if she will come back.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28219754.post-85910691915396607232022-07-27T15:20:00.000-07:002022-07-27T15:20:48.634-07:00Samantha<p> Another redhead. Her deep red color goes well with her pale skin. Another schoolgirl type, 20 or 21. Again I noticed her last year. She has smallish breasts that look good. Half of her face seems promising. She has a little baby fat so her body outline isn't as sharp as skinny girls. But she looks young.</p><p>She aims for higher volume but she sells videos too. It was a hotel. She always leaves the door open. </p><p>She looks better than I thought. The little corner of her mouth makes the difference of a pretty girl and a supermodel. Her booker once flash her full face picture on the website for a while. It still excites me after I met her. But it must have been last year when she took it. </p><p>She was business-like but actually friendly. She doesn't speak much. She didn't ask me for a rinse. So I got naked and sat down on the bed. She came at my cock.</p><p>Before that, I tried to kiss her. She ducked and got a little lip kiss. She kneeled down to blow. Her technique was like brushing her teeth. It was quite nice.</p><p>But in the middle of it she stopped. It seems that there's something wrong. I realized that it's the sting swap. I normally rinse first so there won't be any transfer. Otherwise, it's odorless and tasteless. I rinsed it quick and carried on.</p><p>Before I turned on the camera, she went into the bathroom to put on a mask. It took a while. I always thought it was some surgical mask on Tiktok. But she blew me away when she came out. It was a lacy masquerade mask tightly tied to her head. That's why it took so long. That turns a 7 into an 8, a 9 into a 10.</p><p>The main camera was facing the side of the bed with a full view. I also use my phone to inspect her on close up. When I was doing some important things, I asked her to hold the phone. She did it dutifully. In the end, the camera was on the wrong side of the lighting and the phone was rarely turned on or facing the right places. The 2nd time because I was in a rush, the camera battery died. And the phone was even less used because I didn't bother to ask her to hold it. There was little to show for. I actually ordered LED shooting lights and tripods. But they arrived too late. The third time I seemed to get it right.</p><p>Since she is more business-like, I concentrated on my own business. I sucked her like a hungry baby and then licked and nipple her like some desert. Went downtown. Then back door. </p><p>Her starfish isn't as tight as Josephine but it's pinkish with more meat around. I just wouldn't let go.</p><p>She has some shaving problems. So if it's not smooth enough, she would wear long socks. Otherwise, it's a short sock. She always wear socks.</p><p>She let me shoot how I want it. So much fun that I ordered some LED and tripods. The way she does it I don't think she will last long. But then she turned up in another city. So I decided to catch up with her. It's a disaster. I mean it sincerely.</p><p>First, my car has no battery left. I drove a few miles to a slow charger. Then to a fast charger further away. I was way late when I'm done. I told the booker I will pay for the hour whether I get there on time or not. I will still get there to pay her no matter what. Soon after I entered the toll road that I rarely used, I got a ticket. There was traffic near the end. I would have a few minutes with her probably she could jerk me off. better than nothing. Her booker says she is fully booked and I took her word for it. It doesn't really matter if I offered to pay that particular hour.</p><p>But when I got there it's underground parking. When I got to the lift it was over for a few minutes. So the booker decided to skip me. But then he offered me to come back in 90 minutes. No problem. I can just watch something or blog. When I returned he offered me 30 min. Better than I thought.</p><p>She is easygoing, staying there napping when I finish. I would like some cuddling but the maid knocked the door.</p><p>The 3rd time I was all ready. But she seemed to be a different person. I think she skipped the eyeliners and lipsticks. She was in a good mood, smiling all the time. She didn't smile before. Just get it over with She even danced and strip teased in front of my phone camera.</p><p>Before that, I took full body pictures when she stopped me. While checking the rules, she told me it was video but not sure if pictures are allowed. Silly her.</p><p>Since she was a different person I tried to kiss her again. Absolutely no resistance. I let myself go and didn't stop kissing her. Usually, I go for spoon when there's no DFK. I am too lazy for doggie. This time I'm squarely on top pinning her down. In the middle of it I thought she said something that I was too rough. Actually, she was whispering, "harder!". And so I did but regretted it. I ended the session earlier than I would have liked.</p><p>This time I expect some serious cuddling. Before I made my move, she threw my arms open, dive into me, and held me tight. So I reciprocated, face to face, chest to chest. She didn't just want to cuddle. She wanted more. But I rarely deliver.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28219754.post-88863926324933960542022-07-27T13:39:00.001-07:002022-07-27T15:25:22.215-07:00Josephine<p> I noticed her last year and she is 20 now. She is my type, a high school senior. I hesitated because somebody said she has a very nice body but is ghetto. Now she is the rare girl who put up a lot of photos including topless. It looks good at a medium resolution so I bite.</p><p>Many girls put up one or two when they started. Most girls stayed with 4 or 5. All non-topless. A few have more pictures including topless. Some have a paid photo album. And I'm talking about the group of girls who compete at the same level. Without further evidence, I will take that more free pictures mean better-looking girls.</p><p>Some are indiscriminate with too many irrelevant pictures that waste people's time. Do they have something to hide? Different angles are fine but on different occasions?</p><p>The most common practice is a few pictures including at least one with lingerie at some flattering angle. I would think that's the best they can look. Why no topless? Is there a non-competition clause so you can't show off too much so everybody get some business?</p><p>Some force you to buy pictures to get a good look. How interested are they in selling themselves? their pictures? The best have enough free pictures and sell you souvenirs with full nudes or more posts.</p><p>And why there are so many redheads? Are there new movies or TV with a popular redhead? Her deep red hair doesn't go too well with her skin, sunkissed.</p><p>The guy who said she is ghetto must have some vendetta against her. Her bare breasts overcame the color of her hair. She is thin, small waist, flat stomach. But her cups are relatively large but in good shape. Nippples check out. The areola looks a bit swelled in a good way. If she is not that young and her stomach is not that flat, I will believe she has/had a baby. Also, her ass is famously large and firm. All in a schoolgirl package.</p><p>BTW, I had sex with 4 girls in about a week by accident, the Father's day week. No, I don't have daughter fantasy or issues. I'm always in search of the fountain of youth when I'm getting older.</p><p>When I came in I triggered a split-second reaction in her face. I don't know if it's my expensive glasses or that I'm too old or too ugly, lol. Then she gave me towels and asked me to rinse in an almost uncomfortably high-pitched voice like a schoolgirl. So I don't see how she is ghetto. No piercing. No tattoos. Well-groomed. Pedicured but wouldn't let me see closely. Wore a sock the 2nd time. Talk to me politely like students to other parents.</p><p>Her facial features are thin like pencil marks on paper, thin lips, eyes, and eyebrows. It's rather delicate. Where's the ghettoness? It's also a good base to make over.</p><p>I DFKed her and it was well received. I tried more. She wouldn't use her tongue but otherwise deep. I kept on for a while but limited myself as she has a reputation as a dead fish. I wouldn't want her to push me away but I really don't care.</p><p>I caught her with a facial reaction for a split second when I changed my way of sucking. It was probably too long. But I love it.</p><p>Eating her pussy was well received. I put a finger into her but not allowed more. So I turned her over and try to penetrate the impenetrable with my tongue. I love it so much that I wouldn't let go. It was well received too. On the 2nd date she gave out a faint ahhh. That was lovely.</p><p>Then I let her blow. I never wanted a mind shattering blow because I will shatter everything else. When she is tired, she will also use spit and hand. That's as ghetto as it goes. I stopped her hand and went on top. There was a cowgirl first to warm her up.</p><p>In the end, I was making sure that if she is my girl. I was shaking her with my stick while kissing her. She didn't turn her head. She just received it until I cum. </p><p>I took my shower and was ready to go. But she wouldn't let me. I know it's fast but not my record. So I stayed without getting too close to her. And she showed me her new car. That's probably because she saw my fast car. And she asked what I did earlier in the week. That's probably because I cum too little. The 2nd time she got closer almost face to face. My hand was on her body but still, I wasn't wrapping onto her. So I was napping with my eyes closed while she kept looking at me splitting my hair.</p><p>It was therapeutic like a massage. She kept on it for at least 10 minutes. She can't split my hair if she closes her eyes. I must be very easy on her eyes.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28219754.post-58279231671960098682022-07-27T11:14:00.003-07:002022-07-27T11:19:38.087-07:00Feel like James Bond<p>Infractions are dropping out from my DMV record. The injury lawsuit that could claim my house is just gone. I have no credit card debt. I have spare money. I am even thinking about some long-term problems, like neighbors requesting me to tidy up the border areas, student loans, HOA fines, and reclaim the garage. Also, buy more cars. Already help my kid to get one. As we shall see, it will be a relaxing few months before the next storm.</p><p>Most girls I met are 19. We have historically a nice setup here. Bookers will recruit new girls to drive or fly here occasionally for a day or two. If you have to start, by the time you set up yourself in the normal way, if you know how, girls who come here would have earned tens of thousands and may not need the money anymore.</p><p>I prefer to go for girls at 19, physically sharper. If you look at side-by-side pictures, they may gain only a few pounds, but you can see the difference. Although they may be sexier with a little more meat, I prefer the sharper outline. Comparing the pictures that I took, a girl got bigger by one cup size in a year. It was smallish and ripe that will always take the chance. But now they are too ripe and I won't risk it if I see them. The shape and the hanging are different.</p><p>And of course the skin texture and the organs. It's hard to find the right shape with perky responsive nipples that are not pierced. The pussy swells a bit if you are not new. The starfish will be impenetrable. Of course, their face has to be very easy on the eyes. That's where I put my money.</p><p>I don't care what they do as long as they let me fuck and suck. Never get tired of it. If I do I will think of something. Breastfeeding and nipple stimulation is easy. They all let you DATY as long as you wish. Many will let you DATO as long as it's their ass. I can also suck toes if they have clean and lovely feet.</p><p>DFK is a different animal. This is how to get my heart and my money. Kissing me for 2 minutes at the start isn't enough. But I don't blame them for not doing it when it's on their menu. Many don't. When I became active again, I was losing confidence as half the girls don't.</p><p>Then came COVID. I quit the scene myself and saved up a lot of money. All the precautions I have it if you name it, box fan air purifier, UVC lamp, ozone generator, aqueous ozone generator. The whole family stayed in the house for a long long time because we can. There's no need to commute and no school. KF94 masks in a 4-day rotation. And discard after 3 or 4 times of use. It doesn't really cost that much when it's coming down from $2 a piece to less than $1. The protocols are still in place even though transmission via contact is unlikely. But it's a good idea to sanitize fruits and vegetables when there are so many outbreaks and recalls.</p><p>Now there are more girls in their 20's. There are fewer new talents so the girls can hang on longer. Many started in 2020, 2021.</p><p>Once I got the booster, I got itchy. And now even though the vaccines aren't that effective, the family never had symptoms so far. There were exposures at school or at work or the guest at dinner. We all test negative using the home kits.</p><p>The first two girls were a disaster. The 1st one was surprisingly good-looking. When I was getting on top of her, she told me "I don't like my feet touched." Kissing is not an option. Breastfeeding was at an awkward angle so I couldn't last long. I didn't remember much but fucked her hard and left.</p><p>The 2nd one was even worse. I came for her smallish breasts. I couldn't even see it. I'm not surprised that they didn't come back.</p><p>Then I retreat and look for more well-known beauties in their 20's. The difference is they are using their real age whereas some are well over 30 when they say 26.</p><p>I picked Kate because she showed off her natural breasts in pictures. A bit too big for my taste but they hang well and are rumored to be inverted. She doesn't disappoint. She is tall at 5'7, and model-looking. She is very easy on the eyes but I can't tell you any features. Just pretty. She does a lot of things that's why people are crazy for her. I tried hard not to kiss her too much on the 1st date and less hard for the 2nd. But in the end, I hold her head still to prevent teeth from crashing, put my tongue in her and vacuum away, while my cock was working fiercisely for the finish.</p><p>She saw through me. On the 2nd date, she did the reverse cowgirl and gave me lube. So I message her ass and penetrate her with my thumb. She would be open to anal but I didn't prepare to spend more and I was already more than satisfied. I would love to focus on her but she has a funny schedule. She would advertise at 8:30 am. It's OK by me but if I got through my rituals and drive there, if she is still available it will be about her last session at about noon. And she is very popular. And she hinted that she may not be back after June.</p><p>Sally is people's choice number 1. Her curves are more exaggerated than models and she is shorter at 5'4. I didn't find her that gorgeous because she always put on a robe and then slip it off before we start. But I feel the difference when I held her for the spoon. She is well groomed. Her breasts are firm and her ass is tight.</p><p>There's an aura of refinement around her. Maybe she makes some effort to speak elegantly, slow, and with few words. But I don't exactly remember why I booked her again. She doesn't kiss. The area around the nipples is dark as if there's something wrong. I couldn't rim her. Not even able to turn her over to admire her ass. But she makes me happy, unlike some other hustlers.</p><p>So I was like meeting full-size bond girls, having great sex, and saying goodbye. Mission accomplished.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28219754.post-81935164242805000582022-07-19T11:55:00.000-07:002022-07-19T11:55:05.906-07:00College Visitors<p>Two college girls wanted to visit me. Not what you think. Family connections. But why? Maybe they are mother's girls and her mother trusts us rather than hotels. They don't seem to be poor wanting to save on hotels. And they are so sure they will be welcomed by anybody. </p><p>They did look at us in a special way when we first met. We still got it at our ages. So much so Mrs Player credited herself for my outfit mostly from Alibaba except for the old jacket. One already visited briefly our house.</p><p>Maybe they wanted to see us at hour habitat. I heard they are surprised by the safety ranking of our city and all the neighboring cities. Small cities are rarely counted but when they do they all go on top. Maybe they wanted to see where everybody lives in million-dollar houses. Maybe their home isn't any cheaper but a lot smaller.</p><p>When they saw my fast car outside the house I think they may have an orgasm or at least a fantasy about dad bods, lol. I had a heart attack when they walk in wearing barely anything. It was two of the most pretty ones. The tall one is like the Chinese thin models on Tiktok, often showing her legs and wearing body-hugging dresses on all occasions. And she does it naturally. I tried to avoid looking at her. When I do I can see that her face isn't perfect. Maybe that's why she hasn't got a boyfriend yet, I think. Not good enough for her.</p><p>The other one is always casual clothes covering up but obviously, she doesn't bother because her face is very pretty. When I see her in swimsuits, I think she is too good to have just a boyfriend. I think they are still waiting instead of double dating after graduation.</p><p>What am I supposed to do? Stealing used underwear? Lucky, I have a very satisfying sex life. More so recently. So I have no time for them. I've been fucking girls just like that, but in separate bodies, lol.</p><p>And they asked how we ended up starting a family here. Fascinating.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28219754.post-28865260511504835532022-06-18T19:47:00.027-07:002022-06-19T07:31:13.751-07:00A very dark day<p> I first got Valentine at 10 pm. I was very happy. But when I drove into the hotel parking lot, one gate was open. I thought I got a freebie. But when I got out, I realized the mistake. Basically, I'm as good as losing my ticket. I have to pay the max rate which is $28. I just paid it as I was happy and I wanted to get home quick.</p><p>She came out to work again after a day's rest. It was a bit sudden. I would have to do it Mon, Wed, Fri. I was worried about my performance. I decided against it. But she said she would work Sat too.</p><p>I had morning wood when I woke up. How convenient. So I sent her a message saying that I will have her when she starts the day. I was thinking she slept late so she would be waking up and see me first. </p><p>She would be ready at noon. She probably had some overflow bookings the day before. But she couldn't have seen a lot before noon.</p><p>So I prepared for the over an hour drive. I have a hunch she won't be back for a while after working the whole week. I didn't want to wait that long.</p><p>So far so great. If not for the morning wood, I would not have booked her. I didn't charge the camera battery. I struggled to find the charger, in the garage full of things like I just moved in with zero organization. Everything seems to be that I have seen it somewhere before but not where I expected. Luckily I found it. But then the plug is foreign. I think I threw away the adaptor not long ago. After trying to find an adaptor, I decided to cut off and swap the plug. Obviously, the charge isn't full when I had to go. I should have charged the half-full battery instead of the completely dead battery. So I decided to bring the whole thing and charge it in the hotel if the need arises.</p><p>The big mistake was that I had only 20 miles of range left on the car battery. I never thought of that when I changed my mind this morning. That was last night. It's like 14 miles this morning. It's very tight to go the supercharger on the way and there will be a long wait there on Sat. So I went to a slow charger 8 miles 18 minutes away. Then I charged like 5 to 10 minutes to get enough charge to get to a fast charger in the opposite direction 10 miles away. It shouldn't need much time to charge to 80 miles that I need for the trip with enough spare. But I over-relaxed like I always do on charging stations. I got to 120 miles wasting some time.</p><p>I told Valentine that I will be late. And that I will be leaving on time and pay in full, diplomatically. She asked me how late. I said 20 min but probably 30. Then I thought that she may be trying to slip another client in. I gave her options to add another half hour, or cancel me if you have other bookings. She explained to me that she is fully booked and the options won't work.</p><p>Also, I ordered a pair of bright, portable, studio lights with floor-standing tripods just for her. But it will arrive a day late. </p><p>Now the race starts. I got into a toll road that I don't use that often. I was speeding up, getting to the fast lane. Then I saw a patrol car. I thought I braked fast enough but I saw the cops start their car. Then they pulled me over. A ticket.</p><p>They must be using radars. I haven't gotten a ticket this way for years! If it's that easy why don't they use it more often? And if I know that they still use radar, new or old tech, I could have brought a radar detector.</p><p>Money isn't really all of the problems. I don't want my driving record to look too bad. The current problem is that I will be terribly late if you can call that. </p><p>I told Valentine that I will be able to make it before the end of my session to pay her in full. She sent me emoji's saying oh no, we have only a few minutes! But I think she was laughing.</p><p>I was hoping I still have 5 minutes, or she would give me five minutes to get off. For some reason, I'm horny all the way thinking about her.</p><p>But first, I had to get the money. The charging was the priority at the beginning; there's no other things more important. There's a gas station across the intersection. I got the money in one withdrawal instead of 3 in some other gas station ATMs previously, charging me 3 times as much and wasting 3 times the time.</p><p>When I crossed to the hotel entrance, the visitor parking is at the back of the block. It's underground. It's big. I couldn't park too close to the entrance; that's for valets. So I rushed with my camera to the escalator and texted Valentine, what do I do?</p><p>Unfortunately, it's 4 min past my session end time. She said her next client called her and he's now going up. But I could come back one and a half-hour later. If I can't, it sucks to be me. Of course, I'll wait. I could have written a story wasting 2 hours. I prepared for the worst; she could open a slit at the door and demand the money. I don't even have 5 min to jerk off. My main worry is my promise of paying in full - one hour plus video. I will honor that even if I never see her again. But I want to see her again.</p><p>I also had hope because she seemed to be leaving at 3 pm. It's odd but that's how she set up her bookings. I may have some time with her rather than just paying her for nothing.</p><p>I started relaxing. Very relaxed, very excited the whole morning. First, I had an important letter to mail. The post office is nearby. But the parking is impossible. There's road closure for some events. I had to park in some parking structure and walk to the post office. But then I found a meter on the side of the street; one vacant out of hundreds. Then I figured out that I had to install an app, complete the two-step verification, and enter all details of my credit card to pay 41 cents.</p><p>After all that, I had an emergency. The raw fish that I ate yesterday started talking to me. I had to give up 41 cents immediately to find a toilet. The guy in the first gas station told me that the bathroom is out of service. I had a $5 bill in hand but he surprised me. I pointed to the bathroom to say I am going there. I didn't see any sign. Maybe he wanted to get rid of me because it's for customers only. If I didn't see the bathroom first I would have asked him with the bill in hand. It's a bit awkward for both of us if I try to bride him now.</p><p>Then I go to the next gas station on the map. Fuck. The right turn is closed or it's one-way anyway. I looped back but can't find the way. I started the map again and found one. I asked the woman and she pointed to the bathroom. What a relief. The bathroom is tolerable. Unfortunately, my pants got dirty. I wiped it with tissue paper and got on my way. I don't usually get that bad. But I had diarrhea a few days ago for two days non-stop. I don't feel bad but it just doesn't stop for 2 days. I picked up a can of code and left $5 on the table walking away. I should have let the woman scan the can.</p><p>I got back to the hotel 7 minutes before 2:30pm. I would love to arrive earlier in case her client leaves early, before the next one comes up. I texted her but now I don't have a cell signal. It happened that the signals are very different for the parking spaces. I moved and got a signal without going outside. But then I decided to go up to the lobby for a sure signal. </p><p>That's when she texted me that she needed 15 minutes. Why she needs 15 minutes when she could have opened a slit at the door and got the full payment? That's when she told me I have 30 minutes. A lot better than 5 minutes that I hoped for. And indeed she is leaving at 3 pm.</p><p>When I saw her it was anti-climax. She didn't seem to know what happened. OK, usually I would have been talking to the booker all the time. But it's unprofessional to use heart emojis to fool me! Fuck you! I still have time to setup the camera. She only knew that I was given 30 minutes, and that she checked if I was paying for the video too before I brought out the camera. I did pay in full.</p><p>I did a quick rinse for the dirt and decided to leave my underpants there forever. Why I didn't think about that earlier?</p><p>BTW, she wore a cute little lacy black sock to match her mask, rather than the knee-length white lingerie socks last time.</p><p>I did about the same things last time but fewer and quicker. I finished with time to spare. When the maid knocked I packed my things and left after tipping her some more. She had a positive reaction then. </p><p>Then I got a space right before the dropbox in front of the post office. It should have been a space for mailing letters. But someone parked on it when I came earlier.</p><p>Then I charged the car. It didn't take long to get 100 miles to go back home. Any more will cost twice as much at the time instead of the low night rate.</p><p>I start to return home when the traffic is heavy. Sad. So I have all the time to think about the ticket, the fine, my driving record, all the things I didn't have time to do to her, wasting the whole day and a lot of money. But I am happy to see her instead of going home empty-handed. I had decent sperm donation in the condom too. Not bad for 3 days a week.</p><p>Valentine is so cute but lacks character so far. Even the reserved madam will wish me to get my phone back. My favorite is just so GFE. Talks but not too much. Do a lot of things. Her pictures look so much better and her natural girls are growing on me even though they are too big for my taste. The problem is that she is a bit elusive. She advertises early in the morning and works until lunch. If I book her after I finish my rituals, I will be her last client of the day. It's a terrible thought when she is fully booked.</p><p>But then I am sure I was Valentine's last client twice in a roll now.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28219754.post-77373608531866247962022-06-16T09:52:00.001-07:002022-06-16T09:52:19.367-07:00Without love making, you and me are just flowing ants<p> Last week, it was time to do it. There's not much of a selection so I waited until the next Monday. The star attraction came up at the right time so I hit her.</p><p>She wasn't my type but I ran into her before just like this occasion. But I feel the difference holding her in the spoon position. She doesn't do much. No DFK and doesn't like me to pay attention to her behind. She doesn't talk much. But I like the refinement. When I seemed to lose my phone, she would say I hope you find your phone after I was done. And that was it. I felt she cared, lol, as a client. I did perform well.</p><p>For some reason, I wanted more. One is the usual, that after you whetted your appetite, you want to eat more and more. The other is the med that is still in the system. A bigger cock.</p><p>I could have done it the next day if something right came up. But I could afford to be picky since I already had the appetizer. Then my Valentine came up. My only reservation is that I may draw blank since I had only a day's rest. </p><p>She was new perhaps last year. She seems to be a Scottish redhead with pale skin. She seems to have a little baby fat and is heavier than a spinner. But I love her breasts. It's rare that girls bare them in pictures. Those who showed it are too big for my taste even if natural. And all the piercings and tattoos. Her pictures aren't high resolution so I can zoom in on her nipples. But I can bet on that.</p><p>The other reservation is her strange pricing and a long no list. She is about half the price of the star attraction. But she does video. That's a no-brainer. There's something to show for it - I'm not just a flowing ant.</p><p>I always hate the Hyatt near Disney. The many times I went in and out of it, it seems to be a near 5 star hotel. The entrance is huge and paved with fancy stones. It's big inside with a big parking lot outside. I hate it because of the bigness of it. </p><p>It's a long way from the parking lot across the ballrooms to the lobby and to the elevators. Once I wore a beach flip-flop and it took forever. And unfortunately, I gave the girl the wrong stack of cash. She discovered it when I left. I got her message only when I returned to my car. So I had to walk all over again to her room and back to my car. It took so long that she threatened me for scamming her.</p><p>Somehow she was hard to book. My turn was in the late evenings so I had time to search for the floor plan of Hyatt. Then I discovered that there is a possible shortcut to the lifts without going through the lobby. And I was right. Now I love it. I can wear anything at any time.</p><p>Unfortunately, the parking lot is full at this time. I had to park on the far side of the lot. I got straight to the lifts but there is a long line spreading into the lobby. There was a short wait but I didn't have my mask on for the full lifts.</p><p>I know people love Disney hotels and those near the other theme park. You can wear anything and lost in the crowd any time in the day, have visitors any time in the day. But it feels a little cheap. I always think this is like a 4 to 5 star hotel. I always park near the ballroom entrance during the day. And it's very quiet in the daytime too. But at night it's very different.</p><p>When I met her it was a pleasant surprise. Now I realized that she is the same type as my own porn star, Lane. A rag doll with a delicate body. New, naive, but rough and ready.</p><p>I was thinking she would greet me in Valentine's lingerie. And that I would have to check her bare breasts before putting up the video money. But she was naked so I had no worries. </p><p>She left the door open. When I got in she was still in the bathroom probably shaving. Maybe redheads have a lot of leg hair. That reminds me of girls, "Oh, someone booked me! Shaving time." Or, "Oh, I got a VIP session. I need to shave!" But it wouldn't work. Maybe hairy legs are sexier. Having silky legs is a long process and you need the effort to keep it up. </p><p>Some girls piggyback on other's hotel rooms. That's how they started without a lot of bookings. That's how I met Lane. But when she had enough client to be on her own, she discovered that without a credit card she couldn't get a room. So I had to go with her to the front desk to pay and sign something. On rare occasions, I do pay for motel rooms and leave them to my trusted girls. But I don't worry about bad things that could happen on big hotels. I just wanted to finish and disappear. I never saw her after that. I got my videos of several sessions. Her face isn't pretty enough to be my ATF. Her teen body is perfect. Immortal in my videos.</p><p>I was surprised at how unprepared or how unrefined she was. She wasn't new. Maybe she wasn't fully booked after all. She had to ask if the room was available before taking my appointment.</p><p>Once I saw her breasts, we were talking about camera positions. She wasn't worried about it but insisted on wearing a mask that she put on the classified. I wasn't worried about that; I worry about it coming off, limiting our movements and actions. How do we even kiss?</p><p>But we already kissed when I came in since she was naked. She wasn't into it so there's no problem. Before I could start my cameras, she went into the bathroom for minutes again for the mask. Why?</p><p>I was flabergasted when she came out. I was thinking about surgical masks as in TikTok. She came out with the cheapest but sexiest Venetian Masquerade mask.</p><p>Her pictures in the classified are all hers, at most a year old, probably current. She looks a lot cuter in person without mask on. She looks smaller, a lot more like a schoolgirl without the baby fat.</p><p>I was sitting at the end of the bed so she couldn't go anywhere when she got out of the bathroom. I grabbed her and sucked away while she was standing. I took my time. But when I finished her left and then her right, I couldn't go back to the left when she pulled out.</p><p>She made up for it when she suddenly kneeled down giving me a blowjob. It wasn't a blowjob. She was brushing her teeth with a thick toothbrush. That was when I remembered to turn on my phone camera for closeups. The stimulation and the visual part of it went off the charts. I could come just like that. But I had too many things still to do on camera.</p><p>That's when she discovered the bee sting med on my cock. She asked me about it but I blamed it on hand sanitizers getting onto it when I stimulated myself. She did see me holding my cock when she came out of the bathroom. I always rinse my cock before BBBJ. But I also checked that there is no strange smell and taste (possibly) if I don't. On this occasion, we all know that we don't have any clean towels. So I skipped that. This time, I had to go into the shower and washed it thoroughly before coming out for more toothbrushing. She did it like robotic clockwork.</p><p>I lifted her up and put her sitting on the bed. It was my turn to kneel down and lick her pussy. I can go on and on with a teen pussy, or the feeling of it. I licked her thighs too. But she refused to take off her knee-length sock. It must be the incomplete shaving. I didn't mind because it was like part of some lingerie.</p><p>Then I flipped her to lie flat on the bed. I licked her butt, her ass and her tights. And her back too. I just love redheads with delicate skin. She just laid there, perfect. She took care to hold the phone camera when I was eating her pussy. But I didn't have enough hands to hold the camera when I was licking her ass. When I was done, got up, saw her lovely ass again at some distance, I dived down again for a lot more.</p><p>It happened that I was standing at the end of the bed. She moved forward so I could fuck her standing. She seemed to be afraid of thick cocks. I kept asking myself, "she isn't new, is she?". It would be perfect if she kisses. But she gave it all, wide legging spreading without any possibility of a defensive move. </p><p>I signaled her to turn over. She thought it was a doggy and I entered as such. But very soon I was flat ironing her on a thick pillow. Perfect again. It was slightly uncomfortable because of the high pillow. But the full cock contact was super. I still came a lot, not bad as I did the day before yesterday.</p><p>I laid flat on the bed to recover. She went to sleep. I could hear her breath. She didn't move a bit until after I rinsed and dressed. I will certainly go back for her. She has the face, the body, and the price range to be my new ATF. But I have a hunch that girls like her will come and go quickly. A year seems to be about right.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28219754.post-6257105532268406202022-06-13T19:01:00.001-07:002022-06-13T19:01:47.473-07:00A story for the chronicles<p> Last time I forget that my ATM card was frozen. It's about the worse thing that I have to tell the booker that I have no cash. I did get cash when the bank opens, the same time as my appointment. But the booker abandoned me at the last moment. I wish he did earlier. No complaint.</p><p>So this time all my mind was on the cash and my wallet and which ATM to get to.</p><p>I forget my phone when I got there! That's about the 2nd worst thing. I cannot commit the worst two offenses in the lastest two appointments. And just disappear and call the booker half an hour later to explain.</p><p>Lucky, it's a private apartment. Same building. Same room. I couldn't remember which room.</p><p>The problem is, many ladies and bookers had been operating that way for years - Koreans, Chinese, any other nationalities, and any setups.</p><p>I was lucky to remember the building. I'm sure I've been to a few at least. They all looked familiar. They are exactly the same in a big complex with different numbers.</p><p>So I walked around on the 3rd floor to remember which room. 3rd is the top so I can't forget.</p><p>The first few rooms are not. Our apartments are always well hidden with the least foot traffic. Either it has some odd decorations or minimal. It may be at a bad corner or next to the lift or utility room so rent is cheaper. There's no lift. </p><p>I remember an apartment on its own on a short corridor with the door deeply recessed into the walls. But there's no such apartment in this building.</p><p>One apartment has only the matt on the outside. I may have picked it if it says welcome. But it says something else that is not special. But I think it's too customized.</p><p>There is an apartment with two small fake Christmas trees. They are not supposed to be Christmas trees because it's very slim to be able to put on two sides of the entrance. This could be it but there's another apartment with one Christmas tree.</p><p>One apartment seems to be tugged aside where nobody cared. But thee's not even a doorbell button. One apartment has a ring camera.</p><p>By the process of elimination, the most likely one is the two Christmas tree one, with a plain doorbell, by the corner, with a doormat saying something like, yah! you found it.</p><p>I stand back a little by the door, tidy up my hair and expensive aviator glasses, ready to press the bell. I won't be surprised if the door opens. Once a teen girl opened the door while she was home alone. She opened it as the most natural thing to do. No alarm. No hesitation. I mixed up the room number.</p><p>The door did open. That doesn't mean I was right. But the person was hiding behind the door. That is what I need to see that I'm right. They always do that, not wanting neighbors or nosy persons to see who they are and what they are wearing.</p><p>So I just walked in confidently. I was surprised that my girl shrank a lot. The teen hiding behind the door was totally naked and felt at ease being naked in front of me. Honestly, I didn't know what I was thinking. "Sasha?", I asked her. Maybe they are doing a bait and switch today. Honestly, I won't be surprised as Sasha is supposed to be very hard to book. She has been pulling her classified after an hour or two putting them up.</p><p>Honestly, I prefer this small girl, a teen with small natural tits when everything checks out totally naked. I was hoping she says yes and hoping that she is actually Sasha. But then she realized the mistake and I told her I dropped my phone. She didn't tell me what to do. She knocked Sasha's room while I walked into the living room trying to be unseen. But then the other gentleman arrived knocking at the door. I was trying to hide in the corner of the living room.</p><p>I heard she apologized to Sasha, who told her it wasn't her fault. Meanwhile, she walked totally naked around the house. I heard that Sasha is lake the madam. The apartment was her lease to make big money.</p><p>I was thinking that they were doing some sort of VIP club for high-value clients. But then it wasn't. The other girl put up her classified half an hour later so I didn't notice that two ladies were working at the time.</p><p>As for Sasha, she is mid twenties in her prime. Normally for escorts, she may be too old to compete with the teens. But Sasha has nicer skin and a nicer body. She seems to be more refined if she has time to prepare. I felt the difference when I was holding her for a spoon. She doesn't even DFK so there's no point to mission her. Her boobs are big and hang well. There's something wrong with the nipples but they don't turn me off.</p><p>For sasha, I need someone with an attractive face and attractive body to lick and suck and fuck. She satisfies all that and with a nice BBBJ to get me hard.</p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28219754.post-23097180779916770432022-06-13T18:07:00.000-07:002022-06-13T18:07:10.098-07:00Where are they now?<p> Caroline the teen model put herself on the market again after a few years. Sad. She now claims to be 35.</p><p>I met her when she was about 30. Little did I know she has a borderline eating disorder. Her breast is small and natural. She has legs. She knows how to make over and act a little. And so she looked like a teen model in a bikini. </p><p>But seeing her for a while, she is pretty but her nose is a bit odd. Maybe just a little too big or possibly a bad nose job. Her short hair looks good if she styles my way. But her hair may be too damaged. To look good she has to kill it some more. Now she shaved her hair recently. This is the 2nd person ever I have seen being an escort with completely shaved.</p><p>Seeing her on the social media account that she gave me, she is too punk for my taste when she wasn't escorting. She sometimes puts on her trendy nose ring. Sometimes she got freebies for hair and makeover for photo shooting but it's very away from a delicate teen model.</p><p>She could still make herself pretty but her house seems to be belonging to a bag lady. She has some space and a bookshelf too. But her makeup desk is the tiniest in a dark corner full of junk. Her multiple plastic sheet closets everywhere and in the kitchen to store all her clothes for all possible occasions. A stack of 20 scarfs hanging on the bathroom rod.</p><p>Things were looking when she had a new boyfriend that is her classmate in kindergarten or elementary school. There seemed to be ups and downs but she met her parents and even went on a foreign vacation.</p><p>It saddens me that she came out to escort again at 35 with a completely shaved head.</p><p>xxx</p><p>Chanel 2 retired, claimed to be married, and disappeared from social media. It's a bit sudden when she always says network is more important than net worth. When she was outed, she would hide the account as private a bit and then come back. She cannot abandon her followers. I also know that she doesn't have a boyfriend long enough for that. Her situation is a big challenge for any boyfriend. Without knowing that it will work long-term, just finding a guy to marry seems to be risky.</p><p>Chanel is different. We had gone through so many ups and downs for years. If it dawned on me that I wanted to marry her and I am available, that will work. I only know at the time it will be painful without her.</p><p>She showed people half a million-dollar cash to deposit into her bank. She has admirers and haters. It's terrible if someone outed her casually but with so many haters. Rich daddies aren't going to pay big bucks to see her when she sees everybody for a few hundred.</p><p>When her buddy retired, she told me she should be also looking at exit strategies. She once played cam girl on --- Paypal! She streamed on IG and ask her follower to tip her on paypal.</p><p>Her last thing on her IG, and the only thing left, is a link to a porn video that was deleted. </p><p>She was never outstanding with beauty. She is flat and tall enough to be a model. She isn't that sexy. But if you want to outdo other girls on a yacht, ask her to come in full gear. Most girls will be disasters putting on expensive labels all over.</p><p>xxx</p><p>Daisy the school girl never liked herself since she was a child. She is a loner too. Maybe a big poor family with lots of siblings. She got out of it through escorting. But she never liked her face and her body. That explains her heavy makeup whenever I saw her.</p><p>Once she has the money, she went for a nose job and a boob job and perhaps something else. That perfect school girl was gone. Even before the boob job, her body turned into a stripper while I wasn't noticing. She is hot now but I never liked her makeup, nor Chanel 2 did.</p><p>Once I PM her try to tell her who I am. She blocked me but did not delete me. I deleted myself to avoid being a nuisance again. But you know, one day she appeared on my suggestion list. I couldn't resist following her again. The strange thing is, her makeup changed slowly. She feels like the girl in Roger Rabbit. I actually like her face in some of her pictures.</p><p>And she seems to be doing fine.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28219754.post-88423176673265507562022-03-02T08:16:00.000-08:002022-03-02T08:16:11.786-08:00The new era 2<p> Not so fast. Just when I think I can throw out a lot of stuff in the garage, I found the box of music cassette tapes!</p><p>Do you know what is cassette tapes? How sentimental. I recorded two after being rejected by my first crush. She was in my mind for years and so are the two tapes, with me for many lonely lights. She wasn't on my mind since a long time ago. I can take a picture of them, trash them, and move on. </p><p>One was made for me by a friend who happened to be her brother. BMFs don't try to be nice to each other but he did that when I visited home from far away. I appreciated that because I sort of miss the culture back home. If I throw it away I will probably forget all about it, even if I take a picture. I lost touch with my old friends and I don't expect to have reunions. We'll be busy with our grandkids anyway. But I won't have the same feeling that I have when I discovered something long forgotten in the garage.</p><p>There are tapes from Mrs Player. I'll keep that. It was her who doesn't like to listen to those classics again, now that everything is streamable on the internet.</p><p>There are some commercial tapes from my idols, who were long dead! Maybe they are worth something. People make money by organizing concerts for 10 year anniversary after their death. I have no problem trashing them. They live on the internet and their voice is better than the cover on their tapes.</p><p>Mrs Player also has an old high school diary and yearbook messages. I wouldn't have that sort of thing on paper. I have the internet and multiple identities.</p><p>Old maps. I threw them away without thinking. We don't need them ever again when we have mobile phones. But then when you are holding the piece of paper, you can almost time travel back in time, in space, back to the spot where you were. Happy times. Happy place. But since we have pictures and videos while we were traveling, they can go to the trash after taking pictures.</p><p>The problem is the box of video cassette tapes! I had been preparing for ages to convert them. I never had the mood to. I was fussy about what coding is best, what medium to use. But now I will be happy if the machine I kept still works and the tapes still work. If you can find people to convert it, it will be expensive and risky. But the NTSC and PAL standards are still alive because it's very simple for cameras to output a signal and two power wires instead of a digital bus.</p><p>Wow, the collection of jewelry and watch catalogs. The best money can buy. Mrs Player got them in person. Together with exotic vacation catalogs. Those things that you can find on the coffee table of a premium resort hotel.</p><p>If you decorate your home with wall of books, those will be what Mrs Player put up, lol. When I retreated from my workplace, I need spaces fast to put my things from the office. Those are the obvious things to go. But she was very reluctant. I had to hide them gradually but kept them in case she went crazy.</p><p>Books. A lot are hers. I kept her postgraduate textbooks in case she needed them later. But she is more inclined to read management for dummies. I also don't need my books. But some are obscure publications with my name hidden somewhere inside. The internet has records of everything but not all those. And the internet memory is limited when everybody forgets about it. I thought it would be easier to tell my kids and grandkids what I did. Maybe.</p><p>I also rediscovered my thesis together with the floppy disks of the word processor. I had been looking for those many years ago to archive it. Now in theory the disks might just work.</p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28219754.post-82424670272750671752022-03-01T08:06:00.000-08:002022-03-01T08:06:44.648-08:00Still got it<p> There was an occasion and Mrs Player showed herself off and dressed me up as well. But my usual outfits for the occasion were gone or didn't fit anymore. So I picked a jacket after trying several; out of many, Mrs Player picked the top and pants that I brought and shipped from China for cheap. She said that they aren't bad if you cover the labels, pockets, and some design details.</p><p>The reception was great. I wouldn't know but Mrs Player was pleased and claimed credit, even though I brought them myself.</p><p>Watching a movie, I remembered how sought-after I was. I matched all the checklists. Parents wanted to introduce their daughter to me. I picked Mrs Player. She was cute. I came 3 times once. I had no idea that she wasn't that interested in sex and chose early retirement, lol.</p><p>But I wonder if looking for true love is that great. Some lyrics you know are obviously written by females, crying all night, need a lifetime to heal.</p><p>In the assassin movie, the old getaway driver has a regular, a paid lover. She is GFE but he doesn't do much. If he does he may have trouble breathing. Once he took some stimulants; he almost died in bed and ended up in the hospital. </p><p>He asked her to marry him but she rejected him, telling him to find somebody more mature, lol. When she announced that she is going to retire soon and get married, he was angry. She tried to comfort him; he said his last lover told him the same things. He left but returned days later to offer some cash for a wedding gift.</p><p>There is this angelic college girl that I noticed since last year. Unforgettable. While others may wear jeans or very casual outfits, she wears a body-hugging dress showing off her legs. And she feels at ease. Her body is like one of the stick figures in TikTok that I don't really fancy. But in the flesh, she is my ideal body type. But being with her all day face to face, I noticed that her face isn't as ideal as I thought. Like her elder sister about the same age has a more movie-star looking face with only casual makeup if any. But she is obviously bulkier. She may have a killer body in a bikini but I like her little sister more.</p><p>In their eyes, we are apparently somebody to look up to. We still get the looks. Great kids. A moderate big house that their generation can only dream of, in a neighborhood that money cannot buy. There are few places in the nation like that.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28219754.post-25384751635892074272022-02-28T11:26:00.001-08:002022-02-28T11:30:11.759-08:00The new era<p> Almost lost the password. Had to go back to Lastpass to retrieve it. It was the one that still works.</p><p>After several failed new year resolutions, I finally managed to start removing some stuff in the garage. I realized that I can trash the whole shelf of papers. I'm certain I won't need them anymore. Those were my works. Some academic collections and some papers that I stole from my employers. It wasn't some secret. I can learn something new that interests me while having nothing better to do.</p><p>But after so many years, I'm not going back to that. I can always take some new courses that interest me if I choose to.</p><p>I happened to come across a movie that pop up on my Netflix. It was an ex-assassin gang who regrouped to kill people who wanted to die. Some are too old and too lonely to want to live that I understand. One is a wife who has no more money for medical bills. Her husband popped into her room to see her one more time and told her to reincarnate into a better family.</p><p>Both ex-assassins are legends. I have told you that my idols my age are dying young like fries. This actor started a lot earlier. He was like Brat Pit. When he was totally forgotten, he came back, taking lead or important roles like Connery. Then he must have been being forgotten again because he was old. Now I'm totally surprised because he looked like 70's or even 80's. The old skin on his face shows it all. And he's still playing the lead role, an ex-assassin that can still fight.</p><p>The woman ex-assassin is another legend. She started early, copying Sherly Temple. She wasn't beautiful enough when she grew up so she disappeared. She acted as a male for a bit. She turned up again when she was middle-aged. She took on some male characters and some females. The last time I saw her many years ago, she was making some art movies with a large budget for stars. In the beginning, it was supposed to be a movie for the ages with all the stars and the storyline. But then the movie just collapsed in the middle as if they ran of money all of a sudden.</p><p>This time she plays a grandmother. And owns a neighborhood club with middle-aged and older clients socializing. She is also the singer. I've been to something like that but private and with woman escorts.</p><p>The films are more European now. Local filmmakers are not going to get big budgets. The storytelling is good. The stars are amateurs but you may get some legends. Music is good. It's more like an art film except that the language is everyday restroom dialogue, or fewer people will come.</p><p>The credits include footage with the stars recording a song for the movie. Everybody cries.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28219754.post-77180618748510184542021-08-05T21:18:00.000-07:002021-08-05T21:18:57.857-07:00Post lockdown performance, mental health, sentimental<p>Before the pandemic, I had a teen lookalike slightly screaming OMG! OMG! while I was humping. It was plausible.</p><p>Since I unlocked myself, my performance is lacking. Maybe I changed my medication a little bit. I don't want to take anything that I feel slightly bad in my stomach after. Maybe I haven't met the right girl. Time will tell.</p><p>Maybe the self-indulgence during the lockdown affected me. But I was careful to treat every occasion like an expensive date. And careful to do it only necessary.</p><p>Time will tell.</p><p>But it's not about it.</p><p>There was a forced spring cleaning near the end of summer. All I'm doing is to keep my mental health, that is, not going crazy. So I made space in the garage, box everything unsightly, and put it in the new space.</p><p>To make the space, I had to throw away a CD Hi-Fi system, a surround sound system, and a karaoke machine.</p><p>We had some good times on the karaoke machine. We didn't use it much but it was the time before the kids. We had time. We had visitors and had fun. I should have thrown it away many years ago. We were never into it and we aren't going to use it. But it was some good times. After the big move, I was hoping that we made new friends. But then the kids come.</p><p>The surround sound system was something that people should have in the house. It was before huge home theatre systems. It was after the big move. It was at a time that we care about what decent people should have in the house. It's 5.1 for the DVDs at the time. It has always been working but somehow I made space for other stuff like game systems. It was in storage since. Wiring the speakers was trouble. In my mind, I will bring it back when I have to mood to do it, without crisis and a future to look forward to. I'm not going to upgrade to 6.1 or 7.2. 5.1 is good enough if there's still such a thing. It is a piece of hope.</p><p>The CD Hi-Fi system was brought when we were married in our first year or so. We went to the store after Christmas. We were getting things for our fairly new house, our first home. Because we looked so young, the salesman thought that we were looking for bargains or discounts after Christmas. He was waiting for me to ask. But we didn't. We just brought it. We had money. And we had a big happy house. I remembered the very sweet smiles on our faces. And a happy Christmas. I doubt very much if Mrs Player remembers anything.</p><p>Of course, we put it in storage once we upgraded to the other system. But I couldn't throw it away. I once installed it in the home office. I hanged the big speakers high up on the wall so little space was needed. But I wasn't into it. We use the other one for movies and that's it. And easily, it had given way to other stuff.</p><p>I always wanted to reinstall it. That's when I would have solved all the crises and having a future to look forward to.</p><p>Now when the forced spring cleaning comes, what can I do? Who can I appeal to? Who can I talk to? Nobody. She criticized me for hoarding things every other day. What can I say? I'm going to find the easy way out to keep my mental health. No confrontation. So I dropped the few pieces of junk into the trash trolley. And then the corner was replaced by boxes. Problem solved. I hope I forget them very soon.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28219754.post-31705338165069010092021-05-21T10:02:00.000-07:002021-05-21T10:02:11.515-07:00My new girl friend experience<p> I had been tortured by my deadlines. It was Feb with a short month. Then it was April spilled over to May. I still haven't finished but my work was done. I just need to wait if anything disastrous turning up that I had to sort out.</p><p>And so I was late for everything. I wanted to write a really late Valentine appreciation for Emma the British nurse that I met half a lifetime ago.</p><p>I wanted to write updates on everybody. I quitted following the IG of Channel II and Margaret the schoolgirl. They are doing well and not the sort of girls I lust after anymore. Margaret changed and Channel was never it. Channel even claimed to be married that I doubt very very much. Caroline the teen model at 30 seems to be doing well. I think her boyfriend is real, met his parents, and being treated in a hotel day spa for her birthday. I think she will see me if I ask. But she has been herself lately. I know she hates to look like a teen model or any model. Then she will be at the bottom of many models and won't get work. Her preferred look and personality are too punk for me. </p><p>With all the urgent work done, I even had time to paint the door.</p><p>Before I become active again, all I wanted is a nice pair of breasts. Then I wanted a tiny teen with a nice pair of smallish breasts. The one I tried was OK. I hoped the next one will be more gloomed, more engaged, eager to please, and highly kissable. Without all these, it's hard to get my heart pounding at their classified.</p><p>Then I found one one day. She even has a cute pretty face. But I missed her by several hours. She just stayed after check-in time till last call at 10 pm. I couldn't meet her in the evenings.</p><p>I waited for a week. Usually, all types of girls will turn up over a week. There wasn't anything like her and my last conquest. So I tried something different. Not that I haven't tried that before.</p><p>It's trendy when I watched so many foreign TV series. I picked the smaller one and the younger one, almost teen-looking. She wasn't like that when I got through the door. But she is small and thin. She looked good in her lingerie but I should have been alarmed. There is too much fabric. Usually, they wear tiny bikinis or even smaller ones.</p><p>In the lighting that resembles a hostess club, she has a beautiful face and looked like she is in her 20's. I was happy.</p><p>She held my hand into the bathroom, offered soap to wash my hands, mouthwash, and washed my genital. I was happy with her natural-looking body when she was fully naked. When she was fixated on my dick, I gave her a quick kiss on her pretty cheek. I almost crashed her teeth. When my eyes were half-closed, she avoided her face but countered my kiss with her lips with a very quick turn of her head. Maybe she didn't want to ruin her expensive makeup. She is a good kisser and doesn't bother how much I wanted to kiss.</p><p>The last one was lying flat on the bed on her back waiting for me. She just laid there so I went to kiss her and then went on top to do my things all the way down. She was at ease until she thought I was going to finger her.</p><p>I was waiting for Sarah to come to bed. The first thing she did was asking for permission to blow me using visual language while holding my dick. I was a little disappointed about her professionalism. She blew and blew, sucking and licking my balls. I was waiting for her to do something else but it seemed that she was waiting for me to tell her to stop. </p><p>I stopped her when she was using her hands too much. She brought out a condom but asked me if I wanted it. It wasn't a great fuck so far but I liked her. I wanted to be better. I went to the dark side. I had been doing well so far so I opted for the no option. She was puzzled or pretended to be until I got out of bed to get the extra fee.</p><p>Then I tried to penetrate her on top like a boyfriend. The foreign lovely music was already turned on since she started the blowjob. </p><p>We felt the resistance down there. So she got up and put on a tiny bit of lubrication on me. Then I was in. I tried not to get too excited and concentrated on her face. She looked prettier now. Then I did my favorite DFK missionary and she was very accomodating.</p><p>I felt so good dumping my cum all inside her while sucking her mouth. It wasn't too great a finish and she sort of felt that way. So she was grabbing me hard and wouldn't let me go. I felt great in there until I rolled over carefully to rest. </p><p>She looked very much like a girlfriend, trying to keep my cum from getting out and all over the bed while she was getting up to clean.</p><p>After she did a quick clean-up, she wanted to cuddle. She asked me to put my hand under her neck so she could get close. So I held her with my other hand and went to sleep. We could have done a bit of eye to eye and lips to lips and legs crossing legs. But I had enough. I needed a rest.</p><p>During my sleep, I realized that she was feeling my heartbeat with the back of her hand. I know it's a bit unusual. Some girls think that I was falling in love.</p><p>We went into the bathroom and did all the washing again. When the opportunity came up, she either kissed me or demanded kisses. At the door, she was grabbing me hard with her arms around my neck. Then we kissed away even though I rinsed my mouth. Then she waved goodbye, very animated and very energetic.</p><p>It's hard not to go back to my new girlfriend. But then there can be many surprises in a week. </p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28219754.post-91702070637160087332021-05-07T23:45:00.000-07:002021-05-07T23:45:51.139-07:00Post Pandemic Sex<p> I couldn't stand it anymore. Last time my heart was pounding when my target turned up. I talked myself out of it because I wasn't prepared enough to maximize the enjoyment. I had planned may be starting next month or so.</p><p>But she turned up again after a few weeks. So I did oral cleansing, bush trimming, and a thorough bath.</p><p>She's a bit weird. Her hair was still wet after a shower. She had no makeup on. I couldn't tell if I liked her hair. She isn't pretty nor bad looking. Her body is my type, small, small natural breasts, slim school girl type. She is mixed.</p><p>She didn't smile. She was giving me a gentle hug but I didn't realize it at first because it didn't feel like it. I so missed Cat, a white girl who was a lot warmer, and a cheerleader material too.</p><p>So I checked her menu item starting from the top. DFK was OK as long as it's one party. I didn't mind because she is a bit cute but she turned away when I tried to get into her mouth with my tongue.</p><p>Since I waited so long for these, I wouldn't let go of her breasts, either using my mouth or hand. I did remember once when she smiled. That was when she complained that I was tickling her breasts. I pulled her panty and went for it. It was bushy but I ate away. Unfortunately, I wasn't allowed my fingers. I licked her tights and legs a bit but didn't go far because she was a bit cold.</p><p>I turned her around while she was resisting a little. After I kissed enough of her bum, I spread her legs. It was bushy but it didn't smell. I would like to dine there but she wouldn't let me go any further.</p><p>Her blowjob was good. I looked at every moment of it. Usually, I just looked a bit so as not to be too excited. And girls are more relaxed if I don't stare at them. Her face is OK so I wasn't getting too excited. And since she didn't smile nor eager to please, I tried to get every cent out of her.</p><p>When I was ready to go in, she told me how much time we had left. She is fucking weird. Nobody did that. But maybe it wasn't her. Maybe my didn't cut my hair far too long. Maybe my car isn't nice enough. But I doubt if she was looking outside while preparing for me. Maybe I didn't opt for the VIP option.</p><p>The problem was that after getting to know my dick, she put in a lot of lubrication. It was OK for the initial penetration, but she was getting wetter and wetter. So my erection wasn't getting any harder. And my medication was a bit over. It wasn't working out but I decided to murder her instead.</p><p>So I laid on top of her, chest to chest her, and kept pounding. I would have let her go a few times but I soldiered on. I tried to DFK her in order to finish faster but she wouldn't let me. </p><p>I held one of her leg, effectively spreading her legs,and kept pounding missionarily. I wanted to start with the spoon and grab her breasts but she refused. I put arms around her neck and waist and kept pounding. I asked if she was OK and doubled my effort. </p><p>Nothing came out of it so I gave up. When I pulled out she volunteered the doggy. I accepted but then pulled out very soon. I didn't think there was enough friction. </p><p>I asked for a handjob instead. It was decent. But she didn't sit too close and didn't like me molesting her breasts. I went back to full erection again and erupted. She kept going that was a nice touch.</p><p>She was surprised that I left her some tips. But still, she didn't smile while showing me out. I sort of like her, a good fuck. She can't get any worse next time. Maybe I could get her to smile. But then there are so man talents.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28219754.post-31117609845144928082021-04-27T21:11:00.000-07:002021-04-27T21:11:41.402-07:00Motivation!<p> I remember that I had a deadline on Feb, the shortest month of the year. I met that. I was so relieved after that. Then I enjoyed binge-watching Netflix for about a month.</p><p>It wasn't the end of it but I thought I have a few months of breathing space. Then all of a sudden I got the deadline the same as the tax date. Wow!</p><p>I had weeks to do it but I just can't go there. Total mental breakdown. A few times I almost succeeded in clicking on the bookmark and log in. But I just couldn't do it. </p><p>Time passed. I must finish two weeks before the deadline so everything else can fit into place. That pre-deadline was closer and closer but I still couldn't start. I was still banking on that I somehow click on the bookmark and finish everything overnight and then some. When the day came, I managed, with huge difficulty, to make a response. That's all I could do. And the day was passed.</p><p>Since I can't complete everything by the deadline, my next target was just finishing my part before that. I was even worse. The deadline came and passed. I couldn't even finish my part. Will I subject to a big penalty? Hurting others? Time will tell. And it won't take long. But there's hope that it is just done and goes away.</p><p>I finally started. How? Candies. I always look at listings of beautiful girls every day. But it's different now than, say, last year. I'm fully vaccinated now. And most adults will be the same if they want it. And I have a lot of spare cash. So I promised myself I can go to see some eye candies after I do my job.</p><p>That's quite an effective motivation. I almost clicked on the bookmark a few times. Looking at the sexy listings, and then looking at the bookmark, and then ... Finally, I did it. It took a few days. But it was painless once I started. Because the worst nightmare scenario won't happen. At least it's possible to finish it when nobody can find fault in it.</p><p>When it was almost done, my fav girl on the listings turned up who I never met. She posted a few new pictures. I had been looking at her pictures since last year. But this time it's different. My heart was racing. Because it dawned on me that I could just book her and met my dream girl in an hour. </p><p>My heart was flip-flopping whether to see her in an hour or wait till next time. Should I finish everything first? Should I cut my hair and trim myself? I decided not to rush when I haven't done it for a while.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28219754.post-31767267363497950102021-03-01T10:32:00.002-08:002021-03-01T10:33:37.005-08:00Capturing Euphoria<p> I tried pandemic sex and felt that it was a waste of money. Penetration with a facemask on limits the number of things that I would like to do. It's like a kid before a candy jar that is sealed.</p><p>And actually, I have less sex drive staying at home all the time, even though I still browse classified all the time. I wonder why. In normal times, I would have craved for women within a week of celibacy. Porn and cam girls will excite me if I let them.</p><p>One morning it dawned on me that the most important preparation for sex is digestion. Laying in bed, I felt so good because all my excess food was about to be completely digested. It is such a no-brainer. Maybe I'm not so young anymore. But even when I was younger, I can feel sleepy after a heavy lunch. And I almost never get drunk because I will fall asleep before I get to that state. If I drink a glass of wine at dinner, I cannot work late at night.</p><p>The body needs energy and attention to digest food. Food is an obstacle if it's in the body. When the food is completely digested, you are full of energy without any burden on your body. </p><p>That explains that I almost start my sex day in the morning. That's most likely the time I am without food in the stomach. I always feel that a light breakfast suits me and I often skip it. It's the same thing for lunch. If I book somebody I often skip it. I feel so much better eating after sex. If I overdo it, the skipping, I take an apple and I will be like a tiger. It was documented here before.</p><p>And I can afford to get the sex over with before starting the day. It's the same as finishing everything in the day and then focus on sex. But then it will be too late to book anybody. It's so silly that many people and agencies don't take bookings in the morning.</p><p>So my favorite time is just before lunch. I won't feel anything if I skip breakfast. And by lunchtime, it will be busy. If I eat lunch, I won't have sex immediately and won't have sex when everybody starts getting off work. So the other favorite time is 3 pm, hotel check-in time.</p><p>So it happens that testosterone, produced while sleeping, is highest in the morning. And for female hormones, the optimum time is 3 pm. Does this explain that ladies check-in at that time?</p><p>So the conclusion is that I eat too much because of staying at home too much. The grocery bill is skyrocketing while the other expenses are plummeting. It's just so easy when you can order at different stores and get them delivered at the door in 2 hours or less. I have time to spare doing the ordering and supervising remotely.</p><p>But I don't abuse my guts. I eat the same dinner. But perhaps the food is nicer so I eat more unconsciously. I always have a full range of healthy snacks. It is a sure way to kill the sex drive and save money. But I feel that my belly is getting a little bigger and heavier.</p><p>Once I get my sex drive back, the other element is eye candy. So I subscribed to the girl that I was most impressed with. It's so easy now. I remember when I started, having a personal porn website is a big deal. You have to hire professionals to design it and get the payment done. And Chanel looked up to her friends who can show their faces in public and have a website. Nowadays it's Onlyfans, Patreons, and even Instagram, with the combination of cam sites.</p><p>Then I need intimacy. It's like being left alone by all others in the world so we can do whatever we wanted. But since I'm alone I don't need a hotel room. I just need to drive somewhere private and park out of the way. But it was more complicated than I thought. You have to park out of sight of homes and businesses so nobody can possibly be calling the cops on you. But you also have to park not so out of the ordinary, like trying to hide from everybody, that somebody will call the cops on you anyway. </p><p>Everywhere have cameras. Mall parking structures may have security checking on you whether you want to steal other cars or jump. An empty corner of shopping malls may have others pulling up near you at any time. So I think private parking like the airport is a better bet, or public places with paid parking like parks or beaches.</p><p>So one warm morning when I have digested all the food in my stomach, I checked in my subscriptions to test my theory. It sort of worked. So I drove somewhere that I couldn't be bothered. I put my fully charged tablet on a floor mount with a very stiff gooseneck. Then I say hello to my current favorite girl, her images.</p><p>Not so fast. When choosing a parking space, I already had problems with the glare of the sun in my eyes. Now the tablet is very reflective even though I have an infinite amount of degrees of freedom in the orientation of the tablet. In my desperation, I dig up the car cover in the trunk and put it up like a curtain across the headliner. And since I have nothing to fix it I tried putting it over my head. But that defeats the purpose of parking inconspicuously in public with a cover over your head, lol. So I accepted that my tablet can't be in its most glorious state. Maybe next time I need a hood over the screen or a roof.</p><p>I left home because there are too many people in the house at times. Now I can close all the car windows and get rid of the headphones, with less sound leaking than earbuds. And I can blast anything and talk whenever I wanted to.</p><p>I like dirty talks, who doesn't? But it's hard for me to initiate and therefore reciprocated. I'm a decent person so it's hard to get started. And without practice, it can easily go wrong. Sometimes ladies tested me, whispering into my ears. But I missed it and they thought I am not interested. It wouldn't work anyway if I have to say pardon. Once I was with a girl that I was quite happy with. I showed her my fully erected dick and said, "I'm so big!". I was trying to say I am, or my dick is very happy with her. This amateur actually looked at my dick with a hesitant expression on her face, saying something like I'm not so big after all but absolutely not trying to insult me.</p><p>With full intimacy, I showed my girl what I have got, telling her what to show me and what to do. But I don't like private cam shows because it's just too expensive than real-life encounters. With less-private shows, it's hard to control the timing that I needed. Now with her pictures and videos, she is just all smiling whatever I tell her.</p><p>I find out that Google Photos has a pretty good interface. You can do a slide show on a mix of pictures and video clips in an album. You can pause and skip each one easily, I think. You can also loop a single video easily.</p><p>With eye candies, I like to kiss her, suck everything out of her mouth, and keep her tongue in my mouth. I like to lick and nibble her all over to satisfy my sashimi fetish. This I cannot do on the tablet but I can tell her what I wanted that I otherwise will not do or ask in real life.</p><p>Fingering is a common offering but I never enjoy doing that. If I can finger her to orgasm I'm interested but how many can manage that? I don't want to find out. Once a girl listed that she's also open for anal fingering. I kept that in mind. Actually, she was quite hot as a teen girl next door neighbor but just not outstanding. I pushed her lightly to turn over. Then I insert my finger without asking. People say it's not about sex. Yes, I feel so empowering that I can insert my finger into the airtight ass of a pretty teen girl. I was having fun probing like a kid playing doctor. Then she begged me not to go too deep. Of course, I can do that. I didn't know how to end this but I thought of telling her that I'm retreating to the bathroom to clean my hands.</p><p>I had a young girl who greeted me by walking into me almost naked, put her arms around my neck, all smiling and kissed away. For amateurs, I feel the tension on the back of my neck. I remember Caroline who made me so high that I have to unzip myself to let my dick out before continuing kissing. My thoughts ran wild.</p><p>Did I say eye candies work better for me than Viagra? I touched myself and I was fully erected before fetching my toys. In real life, at this point in time, I would have inserted my cock into someone's mouth or vagina. I had my fleshlight. It's not that I needed to fuck so much. But it feels so good to ease the tension. Being licked and sucked and squeezed feel so good when I keep expanding with no end in sight.</p><p>Being detached from a female body isn't at all bad. With a missionary or even doggy, there's so much you can see and do. But now I can still enjoy the show and the talking.</p><p>Most of the time, once I get over the initial penetration, I can last forever. But nothing lasts forever. I had to end it one way or the other. I began to thrust intensely.</p><p>The longer I lasted, the more I feel that I have to end it sooner by thrusting more intensely so that I am not torturing the girl. Once they are warmed up, I never feel that I'm hurting them physically. Mentally, I don't know, lol. So I believe that they want to enjoy it while it lasts, or get it over with sooner than later, rather than being gentle with it. I like the feeling that they are losing their mind. One girl, the only one I masturbated over her pictures instead of booking her, turned her face to me and started kissing like she was totally on fire and needed it. One girl, Tinkerbell, spread very openly on the edge of the bed when I was pumping her on a standing missionary. Since I wasn't holding her legs but her breasts instead, she had to stand on my hip bones and use her feet to grab my waist to keep in position. And Marget the schoolgirl who refused to get off her horse and rode me intensely to completion. And Chanel, whose big toes crossed and twitched when I was pounding her heavily like a dog. And her miserable expression in the mirror, like a kid being punished without her candies when I was holding her leg up, spooning her in and out with the full length of my cock, while grabbing her left breast with my remaining free hand uncontrollably, expecting her to beg for mercy at any time.</p><p>Then I shot profusely into the sheet covering my lower body while shouting any profanity that I can manage. </p><p>Then the same euphoria hit me. It's true that it lowers blood pleasure, with all the physical and emotional benefits. Meanwhile, Milk kept smiling at me, blowing kisses.</p><p>I went home very happy and relaxed. My car is still in a mess. But nobody needs the car anyway.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28219754.post-45290088429021301522020-11-27T22:38:00.004-08:002020-11-27T22:38:26.853-08:00Thanksgiving every day<p> All my babies are back. The whole family locked down pretty well for months. Some of them are happy not needing to go out of their room playing games.</p><p>Fortunately, family income holds. A bit down but the interest rate is low! I still owe a lot of money but enjoying it while I can, not worrying about how to pay the bills.</p><p>Nowadays we can have all our favorite grocery stores delivered. So we have import authentic Japanese noodles and dry sauce instead of unhealthy instant noodles. We have trout that we almost forget. Salmon for substitution if other wild fish isn't available. And jumbo shrimps.</p><p>I also converted to induction cooking. Even with the portable ones with limited power, it's very sufficient. I converted because it makes the cookware last longer without a direct flame on the sides. And it's easier to clean. And I'm going all stainless steel.</p><p>For meat, we cut down on beef, no other red meat, and all chicken to suit all the family. Also, all kinds of veggies that I can tolerate, tofu, asparagus, beans, eggplant, and other normal organic veggies. We can also have Asian veggies but I don't stir fry that much. I prefer to eat veggies that can be air fried.</p><p>And OMG we made our own French bread every morning. I never thought a bread machine can be like a robot without any human input other than throw in the ingredients and press the button. I never thought that a small electric oven can do so well that no grocery stores in USA can do it better. I always wonder how difficult it is to make French bread when all those in the stores are so bad. They don't know what's french bread and they rarely eat it and never liked it. But now they are all converted.</p><p>And we have fruit salad without dressing every day when we don't need to rush for preparing dinner. That's how we can make everybody eat organic apples and oranges. Some are too lazy to prepare organic strawberries themselves. Some are too lazy to find organic grapes in the fridge. Nobody is going to skin kiwis themselves. Now it's part of dinner.</p><p>As for dessert, we settle for Magnum like stick ice cream. People are lazy and the ice cream is limited. And there are some international frozen deserts. Also frozen fruits like mango that people can mix into other deserts and snacks.</p><p>For mental food, I have been binge-watching the Mentalist. After that I discovered Unforgotten. In a way, it's not dissimilar. The crimes happen all over rural or not so the rural UK. It's like the Mentalist all over California. I haven't been to many places but I did road trips up and down Scotland, England and Wales. The locals are rather appreciative because most people fly to Europe for vacation. A retired guy wanted to show us a funeral procession he filmed in my home country many years ago. A kid tried to warn us about a pretty stream near the town that we walked on, probably about the pollution or waste. I felt sorry for the kid in charge because we had to cancel a boat trip in Glasgow to visit some TV spots because it would take hours. In Wales, an old company executive obviously took an escort or his mistress to dinner at our next table. </p><p>But it was rather short. Then I discovered the prequel to Prime Suspect. She is so beautiful. I wish it was longer. She doesn't have many works after that but I will follow. I actually fancy Buffy but I don't know why I can't watch past the 5-minute mark. I remembered a Russian cam girl who looked like her who was very popular when Buffy was the hot potatoes. I did spend some money on her once, the cam girl.</p><p>I also rediscovered the Diary of a call girl. I remember our fellow blogger who I haven't heard of since. I actually watched it many years ago but gave up after a few minutes. The same thing happened again. I don't know why it's difficult to watch. Maybe it's Piper who I don't find attractive. Her bod is a lot better than the other Brits I must admit. Maybe without the shock and the novelty, it has nothing for me.</p><p>I could have subscripted to the Brit channel. Surprise surprise, I ended up with New Tricks! Am I getting old now? Basically, it carries on the London that I left. I'm not a Londoner but I remember the good old BT tower and lost around the Soho area around it. Damn, and I picked up a teen at King's Cross! I could have tipped her good and get her number. But I was such a newbie. She ended up telling me the number she lived where I dropped her off. But when I knocked next time it was a tough-looking man like Hell Angels. But he was polite. I visited him again just in case. He opened the door again and wasn't nasty. I was so dumb.</p><p>The old guys actually look familiar to me. It's funny and easy to watch. The woman is not bad but it's torture to see her flirt when she looked like a whale and the unusual teeth compared to American standard. I wasn't counting how many seasons I watched. I am taking a break. Maybe I find something else or return. I'm really not into her when there is romance. I'm OK with Mentalist even though she isn't my type by a long shot. She doesn't look like a whale.</p><p>I'm also not sure if I am that underachieving. Mortals aim to retire early on 6 figures income. I was doing pretty well. Putting you in a big house and you don't want to struggle much.</p><p>Does Biden or Trump really want to be president at that age? Isn't it torturous? I don't think Biden wants it that much considering what happened in the family. Others want him to lead the resistance. And what the heck he had been preparing for it all his life. Trump certainly not, not the 1st time. He's not that rich to leave behind an empire. It's could collapse in one incident like the Maxwells. But people who live their jobs like to keep going instead of sitting at home. That's the problem. Trump can only do it his way, bankrupting the country while enriching himself. He is not capable of doing other ways. And he isn't getting much out of it. </p><p>Clinton has that drive, preparing for an eventual run even before his husband leaves the office. Like Musk, Bezos. He could have sold out many years ago and never work again. But somehow he knows that he can dominate the world that tech companies can't. And he wants to. He is on his way but then comes China. There are not many interesting things on Amazon on Thanksgiving but a lot more fun at Ali Express. If only we do not need to wait for a month or more to get the goods.</p><p>I still browse the classified and add to my to-do list when it's safe to do so. It's far off but it's a habit. I also did some cam shows. But surprise surprise, Chanel II became a cam girl on Instagram. How is it possible? She was wearing underwear and used Paypal. If she got a few hundred it will be worth her time. But it's insane when she is so rich, asking for small changes and not going nude.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28219754.post-29610679177488072082020-10-31T21:44:00.000-07:002020-10-31T21:44:06.577-07:00Goodbye, my favorite spy<p>Sean died at 90, along with part of my life. It's very likely that his movies are the first that I watched. I used to think that I watched every Bond movie in the cinema, except Doctor No, through Roger Moore and then some, including Sean's unofficial Bond movie, Never say never again.</p><p>My dad maybe took me once and I'm sure my big brother took me the rest until I went myself. I blame the bond movies for my lust for women. The movies aren't suitable for children although there was nothing explicit. What's the point of watching all these impossibly beautiful bond girls in minimal costume when I wasn't old enough to date for a long long time to come?</p><p>And I have too high an expectation of woman. Good girls hit me left and right but I settle for waiting if they don't capture my attention like the bond girls. So I ended up waiting and waiting, waiting to be successful and rich.</p><p>I never thought about it before but the most memorable bond girl to me is the Japanese girl in You only live twice. I was so upset when she died that I didn't even remember who took her place in the second half of the movie. Maybe she has something to do with my personality development.</p><p>Sean is simply handsome. He is more of the classic lead in the same class as Humphrey Bogard. I watched Roger before he became Bond so I feel that he is a bit of a comedian rather than humor, relatively speaking.</p><p>There is always these talk of quitting despite being paid an absurd amount of money so the franchise can carry on. The reason for quitting is always trying to do something else. First, I doubt a lot of cases. Maybe quitting while the going is still good rather than wait till the bitter end. Maybe failed contract negotiation.</p><p>Is this a sign of underachievement? Many people will take it easy when they get to the point that they never have to work again to maintain their comfortable life. Steve Jobs, Bezos, Mark, Musk are the exceptions.</p><p>What Steve has anything to prove when iPhones conquered the world? People won't remember him soon and when Apple declines nobody will remember him. Do you even remember Nokia? But in his case, he does have something to fight for, to put down Bill Gates. Steve lost out to Bill in PCs. He lost Apple too but came back to win everything, the most valuable company. People worship Steve but hate Bill.</p><p>What else is the driving force? If Steve stays on the stock price of Apple will be stable and rising. But you can't carry money into your grave. His widow and kids have lifetimes of money to spend already.</p><p>Musk is an oddball. He really wants to be in the history books.</p><p>Bezos seems to be holding steady no matter what others say, wouldn't settle until world domination. He is amazing when I joined Amazon just after it moved on from selling books on a website. Maybe he felt people look down on him not being a tech company and he's not a Silicon Valley founder like the rest. Maybe that drives him.</p><p>In Sean's case, he earned enough money over the years, every woman wants him. He's not going to build an empire or enter the history books. Why not quitting as an icon and do something more interesting or enjoy life?</p><p>People say that it's hard to get ahead putting you in a big house and a big salary. A beautiful wife and lovely kids make it worse. And this is what companies do to keep people instead of having competitors. </p><p>I had those moments and I don't regret it. You can see the difference when kids growing up with people around them looking up to their dad.</p><p>I missed those years but I ain't doing too badly at all. I'm in the same big house. I still manage to have passionate sex with teens with flawless bodies. Those are only safe bets and I have many other interests.</p><p>Well, not exactly flawless since I'm not rich. I always think that Kat only did it for the winter break and won't be back after Christmas. I was wrong. She seemed to have big plans but quitted soon after the pandemic started. She is a pretty senior schoolgirl. Totally beautiful in the raw but gorgeous with full makeup on. I always love her smallish tits. I went nuts when she had the tits erection when I licked her. Her only flaw maybe her legs. There's nothing wrong and she is totally proportional all the times I saw her naked. Perhaps when she stands shoulder to shoulder against a model, her legs may look inferior because of the length. But who cares! I never went that far down!</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28219754.post-84340849695246167592020-10-12T00:13:00.003-07:002020-10-12T00:13:30.457-07:00Tits and Activitism<p> Tits and Sass look depressing. When it was new it was all that. A wide spectrum of sex workers, intellectual founders, vocal with a purpose. Now there were no new posts for a couple of months. You can blame it on Covid19 but it's not much better last year.</p><p>In its hay days, I can see several problems. No pornstars think that they are sex workers. Strippers who are legal shouldn't be counted. It just doesn't fit well together.</p><p>The lifespan of a sex worker is short. Countless girls work several weeks, 10K each, to pay off their credit cards and other loans fast. Then they went back to their old life or start a new one. Plenty of girls work a season or two when nobody books them anymore, being forced to retire. For attractive and well educated, they have other options. So how do you find educated editors to pass the baton once a year?</p><p>It's the same thing. How can you find enough educated activists to contribute?</p><p>In its hay days, legalization was a possibility, at least a path was possible. 4 years of Trump gave us the anti-trafficking laws making public discussion on sex workers an impossibility. You can't control what posters post but you are responsible for it. Even the die-hard activists would have been devastated.</p><p>And who is not devastated by the virus? The social distance is negative and you often have to exchange body fluid if only due to DFK. My goto site seems to be business as usual but how bad is business? Very, I suppose. In the best of days, I often don't feel getting my money's worth. For example, her pictures are a bit off, or my cock doesn't burst my zippers. This is worse than aids in limiting what we do.</p><p>I happened to know 3 of my ATF's 5 years each. Chanel is the 1st. I met Chanel II and Margaret the schoolgirl about the same time because Margaret hooked us up. They all have the ability to stay top dogs for all the years without offering nasty things that won't last. I don't see how Tits and Sass can support "permanent" staff. My girls have plenty of things to worry about other than being an activist.</p><p>Chanel could have married a rich husband. Margaret retired. She moved into a nice apartment and appreciating her simple good life, eating well and working hard at the gym. She never liked herself. I'm so fond of her because of her perfect schoolgirl body. I can overlook her perfect makeup as long as she makes herself beautiful. She seems to like herself after the transformation but I don't fancy her plastic surgeries and the new makeups. She is now more like a full-body stripper on route to be a bodybuilder if she wants to. I miss the old her so much. I didn't think she could last long after retiring but she seems to be doing very well.</p><p>Chanel II has a second home on the east coast. Very porsche. The virus doesn't seem to impact her that much. She continued to shop once the malls are reopened. She seems to be busy with her boyfriend and I don't know if she's doing regular business. She's like a catwalk model with long legs. She isn't that beautiful so I don't know how she has been doing well so far. She isn't that bright either. But maybe she is; she fooled me until I found her Instagram. But maybe she is. Her high school classmates go to ivy leagues and she drops out from one of the top colleges. But maybe she isn't because she told me all that. But I worry about her if she spends like that. I'm sure she has a lot of money saved and put to good use. But the obsession worries me when you fuck people for as low as a few hundred. Although if you want to hire somebody expensive that blows the rest away with her wardrobe alone, she will worth every cent.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0