racyrockstar
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After getting a few answers, and having plans with friends fall out, I decided to go looking for some tail tonight. Searched CL and a few stored phone numbers I had. Between timing and location I couldn't set up much, so I decided to go see Brook.
Setup was easy via texts. Set time for arrival and confirmed location. I realized I was going to be a little late, which was no problem. Everything was straight forward until I got to the location.
Address given to me was actually the garage next door, which confused me at first. Had to text to figure out where exactly to go, which was a house next door. Only house on the entire street, among warehouses and stores. Inside was cramped. Not sure if the 'owner' lived there or not, but there was stuff all across the place in the dining room / office / living room.
I was escorted upstairs by the 'owner' (I don't know what else to call him). Room was clean, but smelled of smoke. Same for bathroom. The guy tells me brook will just be a minute, so I sit down and wait. She comes in 15 minutes later and apologizes, "sorry, I didn't know anyone was here. . ."
The pictures are accurate. Tight little woman. Nice legs and ass, long hair. What oyu mess is a sloppy tat on her back and her face. Definitely not 24 or 25 (which is closer to my age), and confirmed by mentioning how old her kid is. Add 6-10 years. Probably very pretty at one point, but years of smoking has gotten to her. Maybe that girl in high school that was pretty and then had a kid, fell apart. I don't know.
Anyhow, we do business, and agree on half hour. I wanted an hour originally, but glad we reduced it. She leaves for a minute to let me get ready. I think she actually wanted another smoke. She comes back in and cover goes on. Nice BJ. I rise and she hops on for a cowgirl ride. We do that for a couple minutes and I reach up to fondle her cute little breasts. One of her better parts. I notice she's not looking at me at all, with eyes closed, and after I start feeling her she suggests we switch to doggy. I go along with it, since I wanted to see her ass again. She is very flexible. We get going, and she slowly sinks down, almost to her belly but legs still under her so she can rock back and forth with me. Moaning and groaning, but all very fake. I let myself go and give her a couple of extra pounds for good measure.
She helps clean me up, then pops her clothes back on. We talk for a few minutes about music (one of my specialties) and find a few common acquaintances. I get dressed before things get any more awkward. She realizes its the end of the night for her, and decides to get changed into street clothes. No problem, until she starts to point out 'war wounds' from her earlier customers. I had to chuckle a bit.
Not going to break down numbers. Repeat:no.
I hear Mya is actually really good. If I could get her for an outcall I might consider it. Otherwise I'm going to stay away from kittens.
Wishing I had called Jolee after all: absolutely.
After getting a few answers, and having plans with friends fall out, I decided to go looking for some tail tonight. Searched CL and a few stored phone numbers I had. Between timing and location I couldn't set up much, so I decided to go see Brook.
Setup was easy via texts. Set time for arrival and confirmed location. I realized I was going to be a little late, which was no problem. Everything was straight forward until I got to the location.
Address given to me was actually the garage next door, which confused me at first. Had to text to figure out where exactly to go, which was a house next door. Only house on the entire street, among warehouses and stores. Inside was cramped. Not sure if the 'owner' lived there or not, but there was stuff all across the place in the dining room / office / living room.
I was escorted upstairs by the 'owner' (I don't know what else to call him). Room was clean, but smelled of smoke. Same for bathroom. The guy tells me brook will just be a minute, so I sit down and wait. She comes in 15 minutes later and apologizes, "sorry, I didn't know anyone was here. . ."
The pictures are accurate. Tight little woman. Nice legs and ass, long hair. What oyu mess is a sloppy tat on her back and her face. Definitely not 24 or 25 (which is closer to my age), and confirmed by mentioning how old her kid is. Add 6-10 years. Probably very pretty at one point, but years of smoking has gotten to her. Maybe that girl in high school that was pretty and then had a kid, fell apart. I don't know.
Anyhow, we do business, and agree on half hour. I wanted an hour originally, but glad we reduced it. She leaves for a minute to let me get ready. I think she actually wanted another smoke. She comes back in and cover goes on. Nice BJ. I rise and she hops on for a cowgirl ride. We do that for a couple minutes and I reach up to fondle her cute little breasts. One of her better parts. I notice she's not looking at me at all, with eyes closed, and after I start feeling her she suggests we switch to doggy. I go along with it, since I wanted to see her ass again. She is very flexible. We get going, and she slowly sinks down, almost to her belly but legs still under her so she can rock back and forth with me. Moaning and groaning, but all very fake. I let myself go and give her a couple of extra pounds for good measure.
She helps clean me up, then pops her clothes back on. We talk for a few minutes about music (one of my specialties) and find a few common acquaintances. I get dressed before things get any more awkward. She realizes its the end of the night for her, and decides to get changed into street clothes. No problem, until she starts to point out 'war wounds' from her earlier customers. I had to chuckle a bit.
Not going to break down numbers. Repeat:no.
I hear Mya is actually really good. If I could get her for an outcall I might consider it. Otherwise I'm going to stay away from kittens.
Wishing I had called Jolee after all: absolutely.
