By Jaggerbowski on Tuesday, July 28, 2009 - 06:06 pm: Edit |
Dinner after 8:30 was at "Don Quixote" my fav from last year.
Two glasses Spanish white, a farmers' salad with Parma ham, mussels in sherry, and then a chicken roll deep-fried stuffed with spinach and cheese, c/w baby potatoes and a mushroom salad. Great, as expected, for only 237, and I left the one who rememebered me, 53.
Photo: Natali - Irish Pub 154
Roared off to "the Red Zone". This Veronika looked like a man-eating female barracuda, and also spoke perfect English.
23 y.o. with 2 kids. What a fun chick!
Same price, 600, same taxi drunk - bottles rolling around in his front seat.
Her BBBJ set standards for any slut, anywhere. Had to HALT it! Nice tit suckage, and then descended to the "forbidden nest". Her "I don't like" lasted about 5 seconds. Fuck did she get into it, with sound effects. Pulled me in as she flooded my face.
Now her head got even better, albeit covered. Man, she was seriously into sucking dick - I thought maybe she just didn't want to fuck - for whatever reason? Finally she crouches over it, to the nuts, and we begin to fuck like "Bonnie & Clyde". It was as good as it gets. How good - the ultimate - a simultaneous orgasim for us both. She went nuts and was both scratching my back and biting my earlobe. What a One Shot! She takes a quick shower and I pour us a cocktail.
Vodka, cold, straight up, the OJ I gave on the side, she never touched. Musta' had five shots and she was flying. She wanted to smoke bad; which was my cue to escort her out!
Photos: Veronika - Odessa Street Zone 155 156 157 158 159 160 161 162 163 164 165 166 167 168 169 170 171 172 173
By now its pushing Midnight. I head over to the "Pub" and "Natali, Victoria" and the others, are all there. Had a pair of double JWB's and just enjoyed their company. She is a partial nut case. Told me everything I wanted to know about every streetwalker/hooker/call girl in the entire city. At times, I almost fell to the ground holding my gut in laughter. Price-less boys! She told her friends after I mentioned my earlier rondevous "He is mine, but he is MT".
They all said "Akcadia would have been dead tonight, anyway". We then made plans to meet at "Captain Morgans" tommorrow (Thurs.). I split and pick up another of those incredible chicken schwarmas as a late night snack.
Get to my building, door won't open. The exterior door has an electro-mechanical key pad. You must press # 1, 5, 9 at the same time. #5, was jammed in. I kept trying - no luck! Debated how long before someone would enter, or exit.
Went back across the street, all had left, but "Natali". Asked her to come and help me out. She does.
Presses the code, then kicks the bottom of the door with her stilleto heels, "click"! Success.
She then goes, "As long as I'm here, I might as well come in". OK!
I pour her a beverage, but in 30 seconds (or less) our clothes are flying off!
The babe has lost 10 kg.+ since last summer - all from her hips & ass.
No such thing as condoms for this girl.
And that includes anal.
She was too much! I musta been too, after making her cum twice. She gave me the ultimate complement "You, should have been born a lesbian".
My finish was a got-wrenchin' BBBJCIM. Boy, does she like the taste of cum!!!!!
Ok, so by now its's pushing 4 am, she asks me to turn on some music. I pop in some of my CD's. We have another drink, or two, or three. We started dancing. She turns up the volume. Next thing I hear is a pounding at the door. It's my neighbor, begging "Please the walls are paper thin, and I need to sleep". That was the ticket for her to evac! By the time I cleaned up and laid down it was 6:20 am.
Photos: Natali - Irish Pub 174 175 176 177 178 179
Another award-winning evening.
Dr. J.