T.A.F.K.A. Prince
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- Dec 23, 2011
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I've been holding out on you boys, and I apologize...
Shelly @ Euphoria... what can I say?
Let's just rewind to the start.
So I'm in Montreal one February Friday afternoon and I text James. His lineup has a ton of hot looking girls, but I wanted to see the best. So I asked him... "Shelly!" He responded. "She will not disappoint!" James has done me no wrong in the past, so I booked her for a couple hours later in the evening.
I remember passing out for a nap and being suddenly awoken by the sharp taps at my hotel door. I run to the door and open and in walks the cutest/hottest looking blonde I've seen in quite some time. Dressed in a knit sweater. Black leggings. Hair in a ponytail. Blue piercing eyes. Gorgeous smile.
I was like damn...
I remember us chatting for a little bit. Sharing some laughs. I found her a little shy but as I showed her my humorous side it put her to ease. Next thing I knew we were kissing. God those lips... DFK heaven... We started undressing each other and she stood before me with her perfect spinner body. Lightly tanned, with the softest skin you could touch. "I'm going to take care of you." She said with her sexy french accent. Then followed an amazing blow job that I was glad I was laying down for, otherwise my legs might have gave in. Like most men, I can appreciate a good blowjob, but this girl's lips provide a sensation unfortunately most ladies can not give. She was open to any suggestion I had for her, but for the most part I just enjoyed (immensely) letting her do her thing.
And then I did my thing. I was as horned up as I could possibly get so what followed was a hardcore PSE style fucking that would have had Manuel Ferrera slow clapping. I wasn't having it any other way. A bunch of variations of mish, doggy, stand and carry, carrying 69, side ways, DATO, DATY, whatever made that girl squeak and her legs and body shudder.
I can't even remember where I finished... I think it was on her breasts. Doesn't matter. We ended up cuddling afterwards and she asked aloud if she could stay the night with me. I laughed and then we went for Round 2.
Shelly is mint. A dime. A true sweetheart.
Go see her.
Shelly @ Euphoria... what can I say?
Let's just rewind to the start.
So I'm in Montreal one February Friday afternoon and I text James. His lineup has a ton of hot looking girls, but I wanted to see the best. So I asked him... "Shelly!" He responded. "She will not disappoint!" James has done me no wrong in the past, so I booked her for a couple hours later in the evening.
I remember passing out for a nap and being suddenly awoken by the sharp taps at my hotel door. I run to the door and open and in walks the cutest/hottest looking blonde I've seen in quite some time. Dressed in a knit sweater. Black leggings. Hair in a ponytail. Blue piercing eyes. Gorgeous smile.
I was like damn...
I remember us chatting for a little bit. Sharing some laughs. I found her a little shy but as I showed her my humorous side it put her to ease. Next thing I knew we were kissing. God those lips... DFK heaven... We started undressing each other and she stood before me with her perfect spinner body. Lightly tanned, with the softest skin you could touch. "I'm going to take care of you." She said with her sexy french accent. Then followed an amazing blow job that I was glad I was laying down for, otherwise my legs might have gave in. Like most men, I can appreciate a good blowjob, but this girl's lips provide a sensation unfortunately most ladies can not give. She was open to any suggestion I had for her, but for the most part I just enjoyed (immensely) letting her do her thing.
And then I did my thing. I was as horned up as I could possibly get so what followed was a hardcore PSE style fucking that would have had Manuel Ferrera slow clapping. I wasn't having it any other way. A bunch of variations of mish, doggy, stand and carry, carrying 69, side ways, DATO, DATY, whatever made that girl squeak and her legs and body shudder.
I can't even remember where I finished... I think it was on her breasts. Doesn't matter. We ended up cuddling afterwards and she asked aloud if she could stay the night with me. I laughed and then we went for Round 2.
Shelly is mint. A dime. A true sweetheart.
Go see her.
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