By Jaggerbowski on Saturday, February 14, 2009 - 09:44 am: Edit |
In the a.m. I called my man in Medellin to give him my arrival info.
Had scramled eggs today with some decent bacon.
The Marianna babe actually arrived like 25 minutes early. Lucky I was ready for her!
She was a real cutie BUT, photos were OUT-OF-THE-QUESTION; until the very end; and are quite frankly - garbage!
These are 2 of her website shots:
Kissing was minimal and only CBJ's were provided. I was thinking I would like to take this one back i.e. out!
Her head wasn't that good either; especially at the beginning; and she did work at it.
BUT, what a fabulous body, especially those au naturale tities. Her love-nest had just a whisper of a bush above and was more-than-tasty.
BUT, I could hardly get a rise otta her other than some semi-silent moans! Don't think she even got close.
More head wasn't doing it so I told her. STOP! CORRECT THAT! I MADE her suck my balls while I jerked myself harder than a graphite golf shaft. She then put it in her mouth and now "we were cooking on gas"! I started to fuck her mouth and this procedure was working wonders. She got on top and we fucked solely in this cowgirl position.
I do not understand how I went from a semi-limp dick to a full-fledged pussy ripping state so quickly (and easily).
Well, Marianna now just wanted to show what a great fuck she was. And the doctor wasn't gonna' let her get away with it! We fucked like teenagers on steroids. I was blasting into her from below and her body was almost stationary with just that scruptious ass pile-driivng at 12,000 rpm.
Then the bitch starts cumming; clenches her cunt and the olde ball game is over for me. It was one long fantastic orgasim and I was spent big-time!
She showered, and I got these crap shots. The only beauties she forced me to delete.
Photos: Marianna 61 62 63
Paid her the 240K and she left.
I went out to eat something at "Mister Ribs' just down the street.
Made it into an early supper as I was their sole patron.
French onion soup, a half blue-cheese salad, and a full rack of the house BBQ back ribs - large cut. That plus a tomato jus was 69K. All-in-all a very tasty meal.
That night I had my heart set on returning to "Juan Pablo's Zhivago Bar". The scene of a lotta crime in my past life. To my dismay when the taxi got there it was GONE! I mean like, burnt to the ground. Fuckin' awful!
Plan "B" was to try the "Ancaster Club" I had walked by yesterday. Nice, plenty of talent, and by the time we split it was packed to the nuts. It did not take more than 30 seconds to pick my target. Angela, was a winner from top-to-bottom. The only downside, or NOT, was she liked to drink. The manager, a greedy little man, put 8 year old Ron de Medellin on the table and my date and I got into the sauce bigtime. This reflected the bar bill total which was a whopping 180K, EXCLUDING the 88K salida. Big shit! It's only money.
We got very, very hot in the club. I gotta even hotter when some drunk Colombiano grabbed her by the arm on her return from the WC. He was one of many that were dancing salsa with the girls; until there were no more girls left!
It was clearly time to leave.
At the pad it was time for another cocktail, followed by photography lessons. This continued on the slow, but steady pilgrimage to the bedroom.
I loved her body and made that quite evident.
Perfect artificial "tetas".
A snatch that was perfumed with something, was super sweet & tasty. I hunkered down for the long haul; but Angela would have nothin' of it! She blew so huge she told me she couldn't have another orgasim like that for an hour or more.
So.......?, my turn. What a blowjob expert! I was throbbing on every lick and she added the occasional bite for good measure!
On top, the perfect fit. I need chicks with long legs to get the highest cock:thrust output ratio possible.
We fucked like animals. and the look on her face said it all! Stopped! Continued! All the while necking heavily. Then she lifted 1 leg and started pile-driving her ass downwards until a volcano within started to build and grow until I drained into her, large!
Got a few more pics after her shower and she called herself a cab, and split.
Prior to handing over the 250K I asked if she could come over early Sunday for a goodbye fuck before my flight to Lima. "No problema" she replied, so I took down her no.
Photos: Angela - Lancaster 64 65 66 67 68 69 70 71 72 73 74 75 76 77 78 79 80 81 82 83 84 85 86 87 88 89 90 91
Crashed around 4:15 a.m.
By Topfotog on Saturday, February 28, 2009 - 09:58 pm: Edit |
You can easily recover the photos that the girl forced you to delete by using a neat little program called Photo Rescue. It is bundled with any Lexar card. You can google for it and I think it is free.
By Roadglide on Sunday, March 01, 2009 - 07:56 pm: Edit |
So are you saying that if you take a photo, and delete it from your camera, all the divorce attorney has to do is run this little program, and bam!! all your deleted photos pop up? That could make some guys nervous.
(Message edited by roadglide on March 01, 2009)