To review where I left off: I had had such a good time in Angeles City early in July that I decided to go back. My schedule had been indefinite, since I wasn’t sure I’d like Indonesia well enough to stay as long as Porker and MongerX were planning, but I did like Batam, and then Jakarta. So I had decided to return to AC, rejoin Porker and MongerX, and enjoy the Filipinas. Thailand would have to wait.
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Sunday, July 31: Angeles City Tiger Air had a ticket agent go through the waiting area at the gate in Singapore looking for people with more than one carry-on—and busting them, taking them away and making them pay extra. They had already hit me for S$60 for extra weight, and fortunately they didn’t weigh my carry-on; I had stuffed way more than the allowed 7 kg. into it.

The flight was smooth, and on arrival, I took a cab to the Wild Orchid Resort, and then hooked up with MongerX. We went barhopping out the perimeter, stopping first in Honeyko’s, where I met Chona. She caught my eye immediately, tall and thin, with long hair and a cute face—and an active dancer. Then she stuck out a very long tongue, with a stud piercing. I was in lust, so I called her over for a drink, and barfined her after she made a good impression on me.

Photos: Chona 121 122 123 124 125

She suggested I also barfine her friend Trishia, with whom she intimated she had more than just a friendship. Sounded good to me, Trishia also had a pierced tongue; even if she wasn’t a spinner, she was cute enough.

Photos: Trishia 126 127 128

And boy, were these girls good. They worked together on me with well-honed technique, fulfilling my fantasies and satiating me. Then they went to work on each other. Ah, what a night. The only negative was that they drank a lot, and had gotten somewhat inebriated. But that didn’t hinder their performance (just cost me a little more). We went to sleep happy.

Photos: Chona & Trishia 129 130


Monday: In the morning, the girls went down on me and got me off twice, which hasn’t happened recently (my response is sleepy in the morning until after I’ve been awake a while, I often don’t even come working the morning wood—and I don’t get off so easily orally any more). I used the video mode on my camera, and got a great money shot the second time. The two pierced tongues, flicking away—even without the video I’ll remember this morning for a long time.

We had some breakfast at the hotel, and they left about 2. I was ready to see Margie and Christina, my wives from the earlier trip, and barfine them right away. They had started work at 10 that day, so I went right over after Chona and Trishia left. Margie threw herself at me into my arms as soon as I walked in, and Christina came over to hug me too. What a warm welcome!

However, I found out that Sukhumvitter, who had barhopped into Magic Moments with MongerX the day before, had told them I was already in town after MongerX covered for me by saying I had missed my flight. They (mainly Margie) were a little miffed that I hadn’t come to see them right away, but that was part of my plan to get Margie a little less hung up on me, helicopter that I was. And they forgave me. After a little barhopping, we retired to the hotel. I bought bikinis for them both (150 pesos each), and we went swimming, and played around.

Photos: Margie & Christina 131 132

Photos: Christina 133 134 135 136 137 138 139 140

Photos: Margie 141 142


Tuesday: Margie and Christina had to be at work early, so they left before noon, and I called Chona to come over. We went swimming and played around for a while, than Chona and I went into Honeyko shortly after 4, when she was supposed to start work, to barfine her, and we also barfined Trisha, who wasn’t there (it turned out she had been suspended).

Booba (with the big boobs and pierced tongue) came over with Trisha after we got back to the hotel, and Chona called up her boss and arranged for the barfine to be transferred to Booba, who was working. They loved the swimming pool, where we had a good time. Then it was up to the room for a little orgy, my first time with four girls all to myself. Pure ecstasy. Four pussies to eat, four pierced tongues playing with my anatomy. Afterwards, we ate, and then did some barhopping and dancing together. Eventually, back to the room for more playtime. Booba and Cathy left for the night, leaving Chona and Trishia to sleep sweetly together in the bed with me.

Photos: Four Girls 143 144

Photos: Booba 145 146 147 148

Photos: Cathy 149 150

Photo: Booba & Cathy 151

Photos: Booba & Chona 152 153

Photo: Cathy & Chona 154

Video: Four Girls With Tongue Studs

Wednesday: In the morning, Booba came back along with Cathy the Cherry Girl with the pierced tongue. Cathy was cheating, since I had not barfined her. I discovered that five girls was too many at once for me, their self-initiated activity was limited by lack of imagination or experience, although I know I was just too involved with what they were already doing to try to orchestrate their activities better. This was my first time with five girls, so I was just in heaven. Next time, I’ll go over my desires in advance so everyone knows their roles.

[My notes were reasonably complete, I thought, but I don’t remember how Teresa fit in—but the evidence is in my photos that she was in the fivesome—somehow I vaguely remember that we picked her up the previous night before the other girls came over. Chona and I went to Camelot to find another girl, and she liked Teresa. So did I, so we called her over for a drink. We both liked her, so we barfined her; she didn’t have much lesbian experience, but was willing to try. Back in the room, she was an eager participant. I think she started bleeding and had to leave, which is why she wasn’t in most of the pics, and she came back the next day.]

Photo: All Five 155

Afterwards, we swam a little, and the girls had to leave for work by mid-afternoon. Margie came over around 4:30, and we played in the pool area for a while. I thought Christina had her day off, and was supposed to come over, but later found out that she was working, and was barfined. Communication problems yet again. Margie and I had a good evening together, making love and playing pool. She was fun to be with, had a good sense of humor, and was glad to have me to herself.


Thursday: Margie and I woke up slowly, making love for a while after I noticed that she was dripping wet, and then she started singing while we rolled around on the bed, playing affectionately. Christina paged her, and I called the little cutie to come over. She did, half an hour after Margie had left, rushing over without showering. So she undressed and showered, and I did too. We made love gently, and she told me that now she liked my dick, she didn’t like it when we first met because it was big for her tight little body, but now she was used to it. She was so cute, the way she matter-of-factly said things like that. She had plenty of love juice too.

I wanted her to stay, but she wanted to take off after our session. I told her I’d give her 1,000 pesos to stay all day (cutting work and saving me the 1,000 peso barfine), she said rent was due and she wanted 1,500 (shrewd little 18-yo). Somewhat unhappy at her decision to leave, I gave her 300 pesos. She was throwing a major pout, but I had already told Porker I was on my way over to meet him for lunch at the Orchid Inn, so I just walked out of in my room, leaving her with the 300 pesos on the bed. At lunch, I found that 500 pesos was the appropriate tip for any ST session, so I texted her that I owed her 200. She came over right away to collect, and sweetly told me I didn’t have to apologize, she still loved me.

The lunch table included Porker and Suhumvitter, plus James, a retired 40-year old who had moved to AC two-plus years ago. I hit it off with James, and spent some time with him in Santos Street bars and restaurants before I left. Chona called and I asked her to come over to the Orchid Inn before lunch was over, my plan was to spend the afternoon with her, barfine her when her bar opened, and find some other women to share for the evening.

James was talking about the joys of the Santos Street girls. My hotel was across the street from a bunch of bars, I walked past others every time I came back, and flirted with various of the girls. But I had not partaken of their talents. So when Chona joined me, I suggested we take one of the girls back with us. Dona had been recommended by both Porker and James, she was available, and we agreed on her after Chona’s standard questioning (Have you eaten pussy before? Do you like to eat pussy?). We had a most enjoyable session that afternoon. Dona lived up to her reputation, and she and Chona got into each other too after they took care of me.

Photo: Dona 156

We started looking for some of her friends in the early evening. I stopped into Camelot to see Teresa, who had mentioned that she had a cousin that she thought I would like who wasn’t working at a bar and was living with her. She agreed to bring her cousin over the next day, I should call her at 11 and they would come over at that time if I was ready. Chona and I went to a few more bars, and finally found Loni at Emotions.

Chona had shared a bed with Loni before, and although she was NOT a spinner, she was a cute girl who seemed friendly and sensual. We barfined her, and continued looking for one more girl. Chona said she wanted to see if the sexy doorgirl at Boys’ Night Out (formerly Private Dancer) was working. We had noticed her before, and both of us liked her looks. Sheila was indeed on duty, barfineable, and passed Chona’s questioning about eating pussy.

We barfined her and barhopped a little before heading back to the room for a VERY enjoyable orgy, whose details shall be left to the imagination, other than to note that we all enjoyed each other in twos, threes, and fours, in most of the possible combinations. We went down to the pool to swim and eat, but the water was a bit cold without daytime overcast (there hadn’t been much sun for a long time, but it was a little warmer when it wasn’t raining).

Photos: Chona,Sheila&Loni 157 158 159 160

Photos: Loni 161 162 163 164

Photos: Sheila 165 166 167

After 3 AM, Trisha joined us, and we had more fun in the bed. Sheila bailed (I found out later that she had a boyfriend, and anyway, she didn’t really know the other girls or me). Trisha and Chona went out on the balcony to drink beer and smoke, and I told them to come to bed after they finished their beers.

Around 7 AM, I got up to pee, and Chona wasn’t in bed with me. I looked out on the balcony, and she and Trisha were sitting there, with a whole bunch of empty beer bottles on the table. Chona could barely talk, she was so drunk. I told Trisha to leave NOW, she had abused my hospitality, and Chona left too (without tip). They both texted me later to apologize.


Friday: Loni was the only one left from the night before when I woke up, so I hopped on her to relieve the morning wood (I had only eaten her the night before), and she turned out to be affectionate and cuddly, a more enjoyable bed partner than the sexier Sheila.

Teresa called as expected around 11 AM, and said she was ready to come over with her cousin, Chrisanne. They arrived shortly afterwards, and Chrisann turned out to have a very cute face on a tiny spinner body. Yumm. They worked well together, too, providing an excellent session.

Photos: Teresa & ChrisAnn 168 169 170

We wanted to swim, and we went to the pool; I called Sukhumvitter to join us. He obviously liked Chrisann, and had apparently been having a hard time finding a good girl, so I magnanimously offered her to him before I realized that I hadn’t gotten in as much time as I wanted with these two (the session was so good).

He went off with her a little later, and I enjoyed playing with Teresa in the pool and the bedroom the rest of the day. I let her go off to her apartment and to work, then after spending a couple of hours with Sukhumvitter trying out ATM’s down Macarthur in a vain attempt to get more than 5,000 pesos out of one, I went back to Camelot to barfine her. We had a wonderful evening together, she was a real sweetheart.

Photos: Teresa 171 172 173 174


Saturday: Teresa stayed until late afternoon, and we played in the pool and in the bedroom again. Teresa was good company, and seemed to like me. After she left, she sent me an e-mail thanking me for spending the nights with her alone, and she has continued to correspond with me. Her story was different: daughter of a middle class business-owner in Manila, her long-term boyfriend had broken up with her, and she was suddenly broke. She had come to AC to work for a short time just to get some money together so she could go back to Manila and start a straight life with decent clothes, some more school, etc. She had been in AC two weeks, and had mixed feelings about her “work.” And a few weeks later, I got an e-mail from her saying that she had gone back to Manila to get a straight job. We’ll see, I definitely will hook up with her (if possible) when I return to the PI, since I expect I’ll come through Manila.

Since Chona was in the doghouse with me, I decided to find a girl that I saw at Boys’ Night Out on Thursday night. Michelle was an incredible dancer, and she had come over to our table that night. I didn’t realize that MongerX had called her over for a drink, and I ordered a drink for her too. We laughed for a moment at my faux pas, I had had my hands full anyway with three girls. As we were leaving, Michelle came outside and said something about being barfined, so I thought MongerX had barfined her, but he told me the next day he hadn’t.

Michelle was hot enough to go back for, and I did. As I entered, Sheila the door girl followed me in and sat down next to me, and asked me to barfine her. I bought her the drink that she was obviously soliciting, and told her I’d think about it. But it was hard to think with her hand on my crotch, so I just decided to take her too. Then she asked me to take her best friend Wilma. That wasn’t much of a decision to make, since I had had my eye on that cute little spinner already. So I bought her a drink too.

Meanwhile, I couldn’t take my eyes off a dancer who had a gorgeous face. Wilma said she was her cousin, so I invited Alessandra over for a drink, and decided to take her too—she was just too nice a piece of candy for my eyes, even though she seemed somewhat shy and reserved.

Four barfines and a few drinks later, we went to Winchester Club, where apparently Michelle had worked before—she introduced me to the owner. We made it in time for the 10 o’clock show (at 10:30), but it was kind of lame. Michelle and Wilma had been dancing up a storm, and they were put on the ticket as the last act. Michelle was a very sexy, sensual dancer, and Wilma was almost as good. I got a free drink out of it. We had a great time dancing together in various combinations, then I pulled them all back to my room for a nice party.

I finished with Michelle, the main object of my lust, but held back for a longtime so I could have a good time with all except the reserved Alessandra, who participated only marginally. But that didn’t matter a whole lot, three and a half girls doing me was plenty. We went down to the pool for a short time, got a little food, and came back to the room. I had a blanket on the floor, and extra sheets and pillows, but Sheila decided she was going home. I tried to coax her to stay, but to no avail. Alessandra slept on the floor with Wilma, and I slept comfortably in the bed with Michelle.

Photos: Michelle,Alessandra,Wilma&Sheila 175 176

Photo: Sheila & Alessandra 177

Photo: Wilma,Michelle&Alessandra 178

Photos: Alessandra 179 180 181 182 183 184 185 186

Photos: Michelle 187 188 189 190 191 192 193 194

Photos: Sheila 195 196 197 198 199

Photos: Sheila & Alessandra 200 201

Photos: Wilma 202 203 204


Sunday: The girls were sweet and accommodating in the morning when we made love. I got Alessandra a little more involved this time, and finished with Wilma. I spent the day fooling around on the internet and socializing with the boys.

In the evening, I went back to Boys’ Night Out early to get Michelle and Wilma again, and decided to bring along Alessandra for her eye candy value. The girls loved to dance, and got on stage in their street clothes, and after a few drinks we went to Winchester Club again. I got them back to my room as soon as I could, and we played around for a nice hot session. It was too cold to get them into the swimming pool, but we played a few games of pool instead and had a bite. Sukhumvitter joined us. Wilma and Alessandra appeared to be arguing a little, and I asked Wilma what was going on. She said “nothing,” so I was in the dark at that point that trouble was developing.

But when we went back to the room, Alessandra just sat on the chair and refused to undress. I asked her what was wrong, and she wouldn’t (or couldn’t) answer, she just looked unhappy. I tried to be nice, but started getting a little concerned when Wilma started putting her clothes back on. She said they had to leave, and after I failed to persuade them (without being emphatic or threatening), I just let them go. Later, I found out that Alessandra’s sister was having a baby, and she wanted to be with her. Wilma was the older cousin, looking out for Alessandra, so she had to go too (she apologized). That left me with Michelle, and I put the discomfort out of my mind so that it didn’t interfere with my passion for her.


Monday and Tuesday: On Monday, Michelle treated me to a morning session and I treated her to breakfast. But I had a big day ahead, because I was taking Christina & Margie to Subic with me in the hope that the weather would clear up enough to do a dive or two. They came over to my hotel in time to leave at 10:30 on the Stickman bus (a 7-passenger van).

The drive was interesting, along a secondary road most of the way before we got onto a highway for a short distance. The right-of-way rule on the Philippine road seemed to be if there was any opening at all between vehicles on the road, you could pull out—even if the oncoming vehicle was a truck going 50 kph, and you were on a three-wheeled bicycle-type contraption. Needless to say, the drive was slow and frustrating, as the van kept braking to accommodate the human-powered vehicles, punctuated with moments of terror when the driver attempted to pass in the face of oncoming traffic. And the fact that it was raining did not make me any more comfortable about the driving conditions.

Still, we got to the Blue Rock Resort in one piece–but it was not what I expected. Supposedly, it was the best resort in Subic, but I had no idea what a slum Subic must have been. We entered into the restaurant area, a bamboo-and-thatched roof pavilion structure (if you could call it that—actually, it wasn’t that bad, but had that effect when you entered), and went along a path to our room.

The room was pretty basic, although it opened dramatically onto the ocean, and had a sitting area in front which we couldn’t use because of the rain. There wasn’t a chair in the room, we had two double beds and a small TV. The bathroom had a large tub/shower that you had to climb into, up then down several steps—it was kind of hazardous—and then you got a meager spray of water from the overly water-conserving hand-held shower head. It continued to drizzle as we went to the restaurant for a tasty lunch, then back to the room for a nice little session and a nap.

We got into our bathing suits in time for a late afternoon swim, the girls wanted to swim in the ocean and a little rain wasn’t going to stop them. I was appalled at the condition of the beach (littered with trash), and the water was filled with organic stuff, seaweed pieces and such—not the kind of place I would return to. But the girls had fun, so I was happy.

Photos: Margie & Christina 205 206

We returned to the restaurant for dinner, Margie was thrilled that fresh crab was available and I would let her order it. After dinner, we went into “town” to the “clubs,” such as they were. Margie had heard about a place called Tahiti Hai, which we managed to find eventually. But first we went into a karaoke joint that was so sleazy that I pulled us out of there while the bartender was asking us what we wanted to drink. Then we went into another place that had one dancer at a time on a stage stripping during several songs; only one of the three we sat through was attractive. The various dancers were sitting around looking bored, I suppose they were available if you wanted them.

Tahiti Hai was the best place we found, with half a dozen dancers on a stage, most cute enough to look at. One stunner was dancing, a young-looking spinner that I called over for a lady drink. I would have barfined her if I didn’t already have two girls (who were actually suggesting I barfine Gladys), she was so cute and sweet. She turned up at breakfast with a guy at our hotel on Wednesday morning—but she didn’t e-mail me like she promised.

Photo: Gladys 207

After two ladydrinks, I let her go back to trying to lure a barfine, and we trekked down the street through the drizzle to another place, the Brass Ring, which had fewer dancers but I thought they were more attractive on average. I found out later that this was the “hot new place.” And then we went back to the room.

We had an interesting dynamic, the three of us. Margie and I shared one bed, Christina pulled the covers over her head in the other bed, but when Margie went dry after a while, I went over to Christina and finished with her. In the morning we got up and did it again like that after breakfast, and watched TV for a while since it was still raining.

After lunch, the girls went swimming for a while, playing happily in the sand while it drizzled, and I took pictures and played around on the beach with them. After they showered, I snagged them again for a little romp. A bar down the road at the main street had pool tables, so we went there and spent a couple hours playing pool—the three of us were well matched, at the lower end of the skill spectrum. As we were finishing, “hostesses” starting arriving, a few were actually cute. So you really didn’t have to go far from the Blue Rock for companionship.

We had dinner back at the hotel restaurant, and met the drunken owner, who came over to flirt with the girls and buy me a drink. We chatted a bit, and I also talked with the dive operator about what I could have done if the weather had been better (wreck diving was the main attraction, apparently). Then we went into town again, first to another karaoke bar (Margie and Christina really wanted to sing, had performed a little to the TV in the room, and they were both pretty good). We went to a couple of gogo-type places—Muff Divers had an intriguing name, and was OK for a drink (the dancers were so-so), and back to Brass Ring. A sexy spinner was dancing, and eventually I bought her a lady drink. I found out that the barfines were 1,100 pesos, and I paid a 1,300 peso tab for 3 tequila shots, one beer, one water and one lady drink. We didn’t stay out too late.


Wednesday: The next morning, it was still raining, so we left after an early lunch as scheduled. We were the first pickup on the shuttle, and we got to see some of the rest of the town as we passed checkpoints and weaved through narrow streets—it wasn’t as squalid as AC, but it was no Singapore either. The drive back to AC was similar to the drive out, but seemed to go faster. We got back just in time for the girls to go to work.

I checked back into the Wild Orchid, and turned my attentions across the street—Santos Street. Girlie and Mai Lin came out to greet me in a way that pretty quickly convinced me to take them both back to my room (I had no interest in seeing what the Santos Street short-time rooms were like), and I told them to bring their bathing suits. After a nice romp with them, Girlie being the primary facilitator of my finish, we went down to the pool. Girlie didn’t have a bathing suit, but that didn’t stop her. I was frustrated that I hadn’t been able to use the underwater housing for my camera in the ocean, so I brought it to the pool. The girls cooperated, and I got some underwater close-up shots of parts of their anatomy which cannot be posted here. We had a good time before the clock ran out.

Photo: MaiLin 208

Photos: Girlie 209 210 211

Photos: MaiLin & Girlie 212 213 214 215 216

Later, I went to a few bars, and noticed a pretty nice line-up in Brown Sugar. By the time I got to Bunny Ranch, it was getting late. Yum Yum came over to me right away to tell me she was still available (implying that it was my lucky night), and I bought her a drink while clearly showing interest in the line-up on stage and not her. I spotted a cutie I wanted, and invited her over for a lady drink. Jennifer hadn’t been working there long, and seemed very sweet, so I asked her where her mamasan was. She brought Lyn over, who was not only her mamasan, but also her actual mother. Well, so much for asking the mamasan how good a performer her daughter was. But I chatted for a while with Lyn, who told me she understood the realities of life and had no problem whatever with her daughter working. Jennifer was sweet and sensual, although not as experienced as I usually like. And she started her period a little early, we discovered in the middle of the session—but that didn’t stop us, and she took care of me orally in the morning.

Photos: Jennifer 217 218 219 220 221 222


Thursday: So I went back to Boys’ Night Out early to get Michelle again. On the way in, sexy Sheila the door girl told me she had broken up with her boyfriend, and would be all mine tonight if I barfined her, and would stay with me all night this time. I fell for it, and barfined her and Wilma again. The girls danced in their bar, we played a few games of pool, but after a few drinks I wanted to go back and play. It was still early.

Michelle copped an attitude that I didn’t notice until she stalked off ahead of me through the light rain, and would not slow down when I called to her. I ran ahead to catch up with her, and she was not in a happy mood (I think she just wanted to keep dancing in her bar). I asked her what the matter was, and she didn’t answer. So I told her that if she was going to act like that, she might as well go back, and she immediately turned around to go back to her bar.

Wilma and Sheila and I continued on to my room. We got undressed, and Wilma announced that she was spotting a little, and didn’t want penetration, which I tolerated as I was turned on by then, and she was helping while I had sex with Sheila.

Photos: Sheila 223 224 225

But Wilma got into a sullen mood too, as we went back to the bar for a refund of my barfine for Michelle. Put off by her attitude, I told the mamasan that Wilma was refusing to fuck and I wanted to leave her at the bar and only pay for her short time, not long time. This really pissed her off, and Sheila became distant too—they apparently took it as a personal insult.

So after discussing it with the owner, and just getting my barfine for Michelle refunded, I was ready to leave with Sheila—but she wasn’t coming either. After two minutes of coaxing Sheila, who was ignoring me, I just turned around and left. The management was uncooperative, the mamasan whom I had talked to earlier to make sure the girls were going to spend the night was pretending nothing had happened. Life is too short. I just won’t go there again.

I went into Brown Sugar, and was immediately set upon by a server girl (Rosalinda). She molested me but good, and was waving my exposed member at the girls on stage from my seat at their feet. Many of the girls were gawking, causing a bit of a scene in the bar. Being the good exhibitionist that I am, I participated enthusiastically, without compensation.

After a while, I decided to call Chona to see if she was available. I went straight to Honeyko’s to get her, and we came back to Brown Sugar to see if Chona liked Rosalinda. But she had found another guy to molest, so Chona and I looked at the line-up for a while, and ended up just going home alone together. The rest of the evening was good enough to make up for the frustrating start, since Chona redeemed herself from the doghouse with her sensuality and affection for me. But one minor disaster: the 1,200 peso barfine refund, which I had just stuffed in my pocket in frustration, had fallen out somewhere along the way.


Friday: I spent the day with Chona, arranging my flight to Bangkok through the travel agency in the hotel, and I gave Chona money to go barfine herself in the late afternoon. In the evening, Chona and I had dinner with James and his friend Don. Don was also living in the Philippines, but in a remote (I think) part of Mindanao with his less-than-half-his-age Filipina wife and their two kids. We hit it off, being about the same age and having a lot in common, and agreed to share a car to Manila on Sunday.

We all went to a club together before we parted ways, and Chona and I went to several other clubs We ended up going to Bunny Ranch. Lyn the mamasan came over and I bought her a drink. We asked her about a suitable girl for us (fortunately, her daughter was out, probably nursing her menstruation), and she recommended Christiane, a 4’9 cutie. Christiane was one of the several girls we had been considering (I asked Lyn about another one, she was a cherry girl). I bought her a ladydrink, and she was immediately affectionate. We barfined her, and went back to the room for a wild party.

Photos: Christiane 226 227 228 229

Photos: Chona 230 231 232 233

Photos: Chona & Christiane 234 235 236


Saturday: Christina left in the morning after a little more bed play, and Chona stayed until early afternoon. But I wasn’t feeling very well, my stomach was acting up. James called, and we went out to dinner (he knew a place with good chicken soup, but they only had I beef noodle soup that night). He recommended taking some Zithromax, which I did. We had a drink together at a bar on Santos Street, and I tried to reserve Girlie for the next day, before I left, but she said that a client had reserved her already. I ended up going back to my room and just taking the night off. I had to pack anyway, but I didn’t do much.


Sunday: I woke up feeling a lot better, so I called Chona. She came over around noon, and we went across the street and barfined Dona to come back to my room. My last couple of hours in AC were wonderful, thanks to the oral skills of these two sweeties. The cab came way too soon (although it was pretty much on time).

We picked up Don at the Orchid Inn, and headed off to Manila. The drive was enjoyable, despite the lack of attractive scenery (especially once got into the city). Most of the distance was on a four-lane highway. Much less stressful than the drive to Subic. Don and I talked the whole way, he had quite a story. We got to the Manila airport and had lunch (including an unidentified and mostly unidentifiable dessert which I saw someone else order, with the purple ice cream). I was a little perplexed that Thai Air said they could not upgrade me on FF miles unless economy class was full, which it was not—and neither was business class. Oh well, it was only several hours in the air. I said goodbye to my new good friend, and got on the plane.

Dude you were insatiable, I have never seen anyone tear through moresomes like you did.

Cristina is extremely hot. One of the cutest girls I have seen pics of from AC. As for the other girls....well as long as you had a good time, that's all that matters. Haven't seen so much debauchery since Epi's wild adventures. I know Donna and she is a cool chick and gives great head. I bought her a cake and some gifts for her birthday and there were a lot of people at her party at Shadows.

HM

I recognize a LOT of those girls in your pics. This town recycles. Look through some of my PI pics and you'll see what I'm talking about...

Your session with the two Santos Slags - Mai Lin and Girlie. The one that's had the baby is a 3-holer. She's pleased my stick a few times. MUCH easier to just bury her face in the pillow though...

Shella is a piece of shit - however she's VERY GOOD at what she does (eat pussy, suck and fuck cock). I always felt like I should watch her when in my room as she seemed like the kind of girl that has "sticky fingers" when it comes to my property...

Blazers

Some of it is the quality of the camera, some of it is the "look" of the girls themselves. I know a LOT of them and they are definitely cute - it's just how they are presented in these pics.

"As for the other girls....well as long as you had a good time, that's all that matters."

I remember - you were afraid to make voting public as you didn't want to "insult" anyone with a low score but then you open your mouth... funny shit my friend...

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I was afraid of insulting friends....I dont know HM and dont plan on meeting him so I am a loose canon when I see his pics. By the way, I was very complimentative about his Jakarta pics which are off the charts with incredible looking girls.

I have fucked some serious fuglies in my life and had a great time and thats all that matters...

great job HM. Pics and report were quite entertaining.

Tsk, tsk, tsk; You are cutting quite a wide path there my friend.......!

Verrrrry nice chapter and pics HM. Some great bodies here. Now I guess others will know why we all want to get back so often.

My Gawd...Now that I've seen that studded tongue the truth be known: Cortogringo has a Flip cousin. Who knew??

Oh My...... what da ...........

Sweet!!!! Thanks for sharing your trip.

Pics are excellent. The girls are beautiful and look like they were having a lot of fun.

I just got to thailand and after looking at your trip I think I gotta pic up the pace...

I feel exhausted after reading this report. Can't wait for the Thailand chapter...

Video: Four Girls With Tongue Studs

Also placed in report under Tuesday.

LOL! damn girl tried to bite the others' tongue off-- good gawd!

SIR Hunterman, I am impressed!

Remember, records are made to be broken:-))))) and counting.........

If we ever venture together again, I will be your most humble wingman. The only skills I now have to offer you are my language proficiencies in Bahasa, Portuguese, and Spanish.

Your humble old friend, sf4dfish

Hunterman i hope that I have your stamina when I get to be your age . Hell I hope that I have your stamina when I get to be my age. Looking forward to the next time our paths cross

As the adventures chronicled in this chapter demonstrate, I LIKED AC. So much, in fact, I have made reservations at Wild Orchid for the first two weeks in December to celebrate my milestone (millstone?) birthday there. I figure I can afford to have a two or three day celebration, with one girl per decade for each of those three days--I've never had six girls at one time before (as you say, Fish, records are made to be broken).

Santos Street is conveniently located for recruiting of drama-free talent each day, Chona would be a perfect complement for the duration, and who knows who else.