Mojo-village, Las Vegas

[Bainlv]

Another quick session of BBFS with my favorite asian.

A few days later my wii is leaking. Off to the Urgent Care to see what's wrong this time.

This time. ROFL! Little of topic, but my wife went to the hospital for checkup a couple months ago. She calls me at work and says she has herpies. I instantly think of all shit I've done and my mind starts trying figure some plausible excuse for how she got it, other than from me. Panic mode is coming on quickly. I even think of using the "you can actually get it from toilet seat" line. All this is racing through my mind and just before I start making ridiculous suggestions, my wife says "yeah, he gave me some cream for that cold sore I have". I couldn't do anything but start laughing. Good luck with the dripping wii. I'm sure someday I'll in the same boat. Hopefully I can still blame it on a toilet seat. Hehehe.

[JJGold1]

The fringe benefit of this "hobby" in my opinion is that anytime one goes out to play, there is better than a 50% chance you are going to come home with a good story.

Got off work yesterday morning with an itch to toftt. It was my Friday and I was feeling restless. I've had my eye on a local ebony for a while, and to the best of my knowledge she has not been reported on here.

Goes by "Mahogany", and has posted ads on mojo for the past year or so with different looks. I prefer her pics with straight hair, but I can work with the braids.

She quoted me 80 hhr, and 120 hr which would normally strike me as TGTBT. However, I can't remember where; but I did find 3 reviews on her sometime ago. I was reasonably confident I wouldn't get rolled or catch a collar, so I scheduled for 30. I brought the additional funds in my other pocket in just case there would be an upsell. I wasn't going all the way over there for a BJ.

I got to her unit, and I thought there must be some kind of mistake. No one bothered me, but the complex was a bit run down, and there was a little kid's plastic basketball hoop out front next to the porch. I glanced through the window as I went to knock, and I saw children and a few ankle-biters playing on the walk-out back patio.

I was just turning to bounce when she opened the door and offered her greetings. She was as pleasant in person as she was in her texts. She has a very sultry voice. I couldn't make out her features very well when she was shadowed by the wrought iron storm door as she is very dark complected. She was much shorter than I was anticipating, 5'2" at the most; probably shorter. Once we got inside, I had a good look at her and her face is gorgeous. She knows it too, which is fine; I found her confidence attractive. She has the smallest bit of a tummy, but otherwise has a cheerleader body with ample natural twins and a well rounded, if petite, donk.

As I figured, she hit me with the upsell once I inquired about the menu. She wanted 90 bones for a BBBJ, and 120 for the whole nine. I gently reminded her of the quote for times, but she stuck to her guns. I went with the flow since I had previously noticed a box of jimmies on the tv table.

As a matter of fact, she did ask me to fix that tv after I used the restroom, but I'm not the cable guy; so I blew her off.

Then we got comfortable, and she blew me off. I wasn't crazy that she wanted to use the lounge chair / couch type thing.

We were more or less in view of the common area where I saw the mutts and neighbor kids earlier; but they had apparently disappeared in the meantime so I went with it.

Her lip service isn't bad, but not the approach I prefer. She does not dt either for the record; not even remotely close. I didn't bother with trying to give direction. It was apparent from earlier attempts at conversation that she had a pretty heady buzz going.

She told me she was getting really turned on, and requested some k9. I was more than ready to get a better look at her backside. We started there. She wasn't overly vocal, but got really juicy really fast, and was pushing back hard. I wanted to flip her onto her back and said as much. She was slurring or mumbling a bit, and I thought she was acusing me of having finished, which I hadn't; despite her having a very snug gash.

Anyway, she let me have at her for a while in mish. Then she stopped me and said she wanted a cigarette break because she had "already nutted". Her words. In there lies the confusion from ealier. She offered apology, and said she had been really horny. As if that is some kind of problem. Rare in my experience, but yeah; I told her I wasn't mad.

While she was smoking and talking about her kid's upcoming t-ball game, she was wanting me to share her glass of brandy. It's like 11 am, but I've been up all night working, so I humor her with a few sips. It wasn't bad, I just hope I didn't catch mono. She seemed to have plenty of energy, so I think I'm safe.

She finishes her smoke break by telling me I need to hurry up and cum. The bus will be arriving soon from pre-pre-k (whatever that is) to drop off her rugrat.

She wants it from the back again, so I squeeze the base of "little problems" who is now at half mast so that I can get back inside that virgin-tight cunny of hers. I make an effort to make quick work of the situation, and succeed.

As I'm dressing, she makes another plea for me to get her tv on point while showing me a pic of her pride and joy. He's a cute kid, but it felt odd to me, so I just tried to smile as I nodded. She did mention she kisses for an additional upsell, and that she is not ethicity friendly. She did say she would see one of my personal friends though; if he was "a gentleman". So take that for whatever it is.

Just then she hears the school bus pull up. I make it out the door and to the car park just in time to see her engage her "neighbor" while he is waiting for her little man to get off the bus. She and her little one waved bye to me as I looked on. Reflexively, I waved back. Hopefully she told all those in witness that I was the tv repair-man; if not a very good one.

A couple of different looks:

http://archive.is/D04zN

http://archive.is/ifE8R

Tried her out myself. Very poor BBBJ and drinks way too much. Would only see again if price was low.

[Bubba2274]

Was going to do two reports together earlier today, but I felt like this one deserved to stand on it's own. Plus, I have a tendency to get long winded, and my recount of yesterday's experience was just a few paragraphs shy of a novella. In truth, I wrote my earlier report on the heels of this little beaut; I had just returned from the Rio.

I want to start with the disclaimer that I swear I am not making any of this up. I could only wish I was gifted with an imagination this rich.

I awoke last night around midnight after a good day's sleep courtesy of the big release yesterday, and perhaps from the few sips of brandy.

More bored than horny; I sparked up a stogie, poured some java, and started perusing the ads. I came across a girl that had caught my attention at the end of January. I had text her at that time trying to schedule, but she didn't get back to me until after I had fallen asleep that particular day. As it so happened, she was offering incall at the Rio.

So there are a virtual plethora of pros around here that go by "Kat" it would seem. In the hope that this was the one that has been referred to on here as "Blonde Kat", I shot her a fresh text. She quoted me 60 for BBBJ, 80 hhr, and 120 hr. I ask her if we can do an hr at 2:30 am. She says cool.

When I jumped out of bed earlier and took my piss of excellence, I noticed I still had the distinct aroma of Mahogany's "nut" on my nether region. Thinking of this, I ask Kat if I can use the shower in her room when I arrive. She tells me "yeah, of course hun" or something to that effect. I grab a razor, a petite corona for the afterglow, my torch, and the donation. Then I head over.

No issues finding her room, and she's ready on time. She answered the door in black hose and black see through panties that complimented her black bra and what I think might have been a corset. I'm not really on the up and up with the latest from victoria's secret, but she looked pretty sexy. Her hair was done, and her face was painted; just like I like them. She smelled good, which was more than I could say for myself. She is definitely in the "MILF" category, and was probably smoking hot 10 or 15 years ago; but she looks like she's lived hard and fast.

As soon as she started talking, it was obvious that she was on something, my appearance freaked her out, or both. We exchange some pleasantries while I'm dropping the donation, and losing my digs. Then she informs me that her room had no running water. She grabs the courtesy ice bucket that is about one third full with water she assures me is clean, then suggests I use it in lieu of a shower. I guess I'm not going to need that razor after all.

I thank her, grab the bucket and start looking for rag while she starts nervously babbling about how she just got out of jail for not paying a fine or some such nonsense. Unable to find a rag or hand towel, I find myself standing naked in her bathtub while I wet the corners of a bath towel in the ice bucket so I can wash, soap, and rinse my junk, bunghole, and surrounding areas. Thankfully, the water was lukewarm. I dry off with the middle of the towel, leave the ice bucket in the shower where it belongs, and head back to the bed where she is in wait.

She is still speaking rapidly. I think she was telling me a story about a working girl she just met at the orleans who incidently happened to steal her boots. I dive under the covers, because my hands are ice and I want to warm up before we get to the good stuff. She joins me and yammers some more while snuggling up to me. She was soft and warm, and has some pretty big naturals. I establish that msog & kissing are on the menu while she tells me how much she loves to suck cock. I gently suggest she does what makes her happy because I'm a dick like that. About that time her phone starts vibrating. She insists it is probably "boot girl", and tells me she just needs a second. Of course it is. Right.

After the interruption, she starts with the lip service, and she is pretty good at what she loves. It wasn't terribly long and I was ready for more. I was appreciative as she grabbed a hat. It took her longer to get the wrapper open than it did for her to put it on me with her mouth.

I had her get on her back so I could watch myself enter her. She was pretty tight, and it didn't take her long to get soaking wet. She was verbal, but didn't over do it. I wanted her tits in my face, so I suggested she get on top. Things started feeling pretty good and since she told me she was good for multiple pops, I didn't fight it; I went ahead and let it rip.

I clean up while tossing the spent hat, and lay back down for a moment of respite. Not five minutes later, there is a knock at the door. I figure it is someone from the hotel to address the water issue. She thinks it might be "boot girl" or, wait for it, the guy that owes her $40.

She goes to the door and starts arguing with someone, telling them she is busy and instructing them to "go back downstairs". I'm pretty sure at this point it's not the hotel staff.

She comes back to the bed and starts telling me this story about how she has this "friend" who always has the good fortune of finding watches, jewelry, and other random items of value while dumpster diving. Supposedly, she had two watches at that very moment that she needed to fence for $300 apiece.

Admittedly, I don't have a wealth of life experience around people that do hard drugs, but this was some of the craziest shit I have ever heard.

I am a bit annoyed at this point, but I figure it is nothing a second big-o can't cure. I tell her I'm ready for round two. She comes back at me and tells me she only had the one condom that I already filled. Whatever, I remind her how much she loves to go down, and she does. I start to relax again and am enjoying it, thinking to myself that I am going to be able to get there, no problem.

Not long after I had that thought, the knocking starts again. Now, I am unhappy. She goes to the door and opens it, and I hear her talking in a hushed voice to a guy. I'm thinking to myself "if this motherfucker comes in here and I have to get out of this bed, I don't know if it is going to be him or me; but somebody is getting their ass kicked today". He doesn't come in the room but he hands her what looks like a soft case for a musical instrument of some sort, a duffel bag or two, suitcase, and some other storage bullshit.

She comes back to the bed, but not before she tells me he needs a cigarette, and goes back to the door, setting it on the floor out there for him, like a bone for a dog. She tells me he is out of gambling money, like I give more than zero fucks. Finally, she starts knobbing me again, but peters out half heartedly within a few minutes. She tells me we can work something out, but at this point I'm ready to bounce, and I'll fucking be damned if I'm going raw with this one.

Before I go, I just have to see what is in the musical instrument case, because, why not? I shit you not, she pulls out a container of squeezable grape jelly, some clothing, and a glowing star wand that looks like a kid's toy, or a prop for a halloween costume.

I was ready for the shit to hit the fan as I exited, but there was no goon outside the door waiting for his shot at the title. The walk to the elevators was likewise uneventful. As I was riding the elevator back down, and walking across the casino floor, Tom Petty's "It's Good to be King" was playing. The irony was not lost on me at that moment.

God, I love Vegas.

Use at your own risk:

http://archive.is/UOm5q

Oh man, that was a great story. I needed a good laugh, thank you! .

[Jokker]

Another quick session of BBFS with my favorite asian.

A few days later my wii is leaking. Off to the Urgent Care to see what's wrong this time.

And she still has the nerve to keep posting ads.

[FunSeeker702]

Another quick session of BBFS with my favorite asian.

A few days later my wii is leaking. Off to the Urgent Care to see what's wrong this time.

Haha damn like that?

[J Rotten]

TGTBT?

Have anyone take it for the team?

I've seen her on twitter, but she also has an agent. At dom_the_mktgman.

[Smokey1981]

Has anyone seen this one? I've seen her posting for a while but haven't found any reviews. Was going to try to meet her tomorrow but wanted to see if anyone had info.

http://mojovillage.com/index.php?page=item&id=139390

TGTBT?

Have anyone take it for the team?

[Wakky129]

Another quick session of BBFS with my favorite asian.

A few days later my wii is leaking. Off to the Urgent Care to see what's wrong this time.

[Binky77]

Thanks Problems.

I enjoyed the entire post.

[SirStabaHoe]

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[Zman429]

Plus, I have a tendency to get long winded

I totally agree. Thanks for the report.

[Problems]

Was going to do two reports together earlier today, but I felt like this one deserved to stand on it's own. Plus, I have a tendency to get long winded, and my recount of yesterday's experience was just a few paragraphs shy of a novella. In truth, I wrote my earlier report on the heels of this little beaut; I had just returned from the Rio.

I want to start with the disclaimer that I swear I am not making any of this up. I could only wish I was gifted with an imagination this rich.

I awoke last night around midnight after a good day's sleep courtesy of the big release yesterday, and perhaps from the few sips of brandy.

More bored than horny; I sparked up a stogie, poured some java, and started perusing the ads. I came across a girl that had caught my attention at the end of January. I had text her at that time trying to schedule, but she didn't get back to me until after I had fallen asleep that particular day. As it so happened, she was offering incall at the Rio.

So there are a virtual plethora of pros around here that go by "Kat" it would seem. In the hope that this was the one that has been referred to on here as "Blonde Kat", I shot her a fresh text. She quoted me 60 for BBBJ, 80 hhr, and 120 hr. I ask her if we can do an hr at 2:30 am. She says cool.

When I jumped out of bed earlier and took my piss of excellence, I noticed I still had the distinct aroma of Mahogany's "nut" on my nether region. Thinking of this, I ask Kat if I can use the shower in her room when I arrive. She tells me "yeah, of course hun" or something to that effect. I grab a razor, a petite corona for the afterglow, my torch, and the donation. Then I head over.

No issues finding her room, and she's ready on time. She answered the door in black hose and black see through panties that complimented her black bra and what I think might have been a corset. I'm not really on the up and up with the latest from victoria's secret, but she looked pretty sexy. Her hair was done, and her face was painted; just like I like them. She smelled good, which was more than I could say for myself. She is definitely in the "MILF" category, and was probably smoking hot 10 or 15 years ago; but she looks like she's lived hard and fast.

As soon as she started talking, it was obvious that she was on something, my appearance freaked her out, or both. We exchange some pleasantries while I'm dropping the donation, and losing my digs. Then she informs me that her room had no running water. She grabs the courtesy ice bucket that is about one third full with water she assures me is clean, then suggests I use it in lieu of a shower. I guess I'm not going to need that razor after all.

I thank her, grab the bucket and start looking for rag while she starts nervously babbling about how she just got out of jail for not paying a fine or some such nonsense. Unable to find a rag or hand towel, I find myself standing naked in her bathtub while I wet the corners of a bath towel in the ice bucket so I can wash, soap, and rinse my junk, bunghole, and surrounding areas. Thankfully, the water was lukewarm. I dry off with the middle of the towel, leave the ice bucket in the shower where it belongs, and head back to the bed where she is in wait.

She is still speaking rapidly. I think she was telling me a story about a working girl she just met at the orleans who incidently happened to steal her boots. I dive under the covers, because my hands are ice and I want to warm up before we get to the good stuff. She joins me and yammers some more while snuggling up to me. She was soft and warm, and has some pretty big naturals. I establish that msog & kissing are on the menu while she tells me how much she loves to suck cock. I gently suggest she does what makes her happy because I'm a dick like that. About that time her phone starts vibrating. She insists it is probably "boot girl", and tells me she just needs a second. Of course it is. Right.

After the interruption, she starts with the lip service, and she is pretty good at what she loves. It wasn't terribly long and I was ready for more. I was appreciative as she grabbed a hat. It took her longer to get the wrapper open than it did for her to put it on me with her mouth.

I had her get on her back so I could watch myself enter her. She was pretty tight, and it didn't take her long to get soaking wet. She was verbal, but didn't over do it. I wanted her tits in my face, so I suggested she get on top. Things started feeling pretty good and since she told me she was good for multiple pops, I didn't fight it; I went ahead and let it rip.

I clean up while tossing the spent hat, and lay back down for a moment of respite. Not five minutes later, there is a knock at the door. I figure it is someone from the hotel to address the water issue. She thinks it might be "boot girl" or, wait for it, the guy that owes her $40.

She goes to the door and starts arguing with someone, telling them she is busy and instructing them to "go back downstairs". I'm pretty sure at this point it's not the hotel staff.

She comes back to the bed and starts telling me this story about how she has this "friend" who always has the good fortune of finding watches, jewelry, and other random items of value while dumpster diving. Supposedly, she had two watches at that very moment that she needed to fence for $300 apiece.

Admittedly, I don't have a wealth of life experience around people that do hard drugs, but this was some of the craziest shit I have ever heard.

I am a bit annoyed at this point, but I figure it is nothing a second big-o can't cure. I tell her I'm ready for round two. She comes back at me and tells me she only had the one condom that I already filled. Whatever, I remind her how much she loves to go down, and she does. I start to relax again and am enjoying it, thinking to myself that I am going to be able to get there, no problem.

Not long after I had that thought, the knocking starts again. Now, I am unhappy. She goes to the door and opens it, and I hear her talking in a hushed voice to a guy. I'm thinking to myself "if this motherfucker comes in here and I have to get out of this bed, I don't know if it is going to be him or me; but somebody is getting their ass kicked today". He doesn't come in the room but he hands her what looks like a soft case for a musical instrument of some sort, a duffel bag or two, suitcase, and some other storage bullshit.

She comes back to the bed, but not before she tells me he needs a cigarette, and goes back to the door, setting it on the floor out there for him, like a bone for a dog. She tells me he is out of gambling money, like I give more than zero fucks. Finally, she starts knobbing me again, but peters out half heartedly within a few minutes. She tells me we can work something out, but at this point I'm ready to bounce, and I'll fucking be damned if I'm going raw with this one.

Before I go, I just have to see what is in the musical instrument case, because, why not? I shit you not, she pulls out a container of squeezable grape jelly, some clothing, and a glowing star wand that looks like a kid's toy, or a prop for a halloween costume.

I was ready for the shit to hit the fan as I exited, but there was no goon outside the door waiting for his shot at the title. The walk to the elevators was likewise uneventful. As I was riding the elevator back down, and walking across the casino floor, Tom Petty's "It's Good to be King" was playing. The irony was not lost on me at that moment.

God, I love Vegas.

Use at your own risk:

http://archive.is/UOm5q

[Problems]

Seen her about a year ago. Drinking a 40 oz at 1100 am. Would not repeat.

She has replaced the tooth, or had the issue corrected; how ever it is done.

No grill issues yesterday, thankfully.

I wondered if her little belly was from her possibly being a lush, but I try not to make too many suppositions.

[PiledRiver9999]

The fringe benefit of this "hobby" in my opinion is that anytime one goes out to play, there is better than a 50% chance you are going to come home with a good story.

Got off work yesterday morning with an itch to toftt. It was my Friday and I was feeling restless. I've had my eye on a local ebony for a while, and to the best of my knowledge she has not been reported on here.

Goes by "Mahogany", and has posted ads on mojo for the past year or so with different looks. I prefer her pics with straight hair, but I can work with the braids.

She quoted me 80 hhr, and 120 hr which would normally strike me as TGTBT. However, I can't remember where; but I did find 3 reviews on her sometime ago. I was reasonably confident I wouldn't get rolled or catch a collar, so I scheduled for 30. I brought the additional funds in my other pocket in just case there would be an upsell. I wasn't going all the way over there for a BJ.

I got to her unit, and I thought there must be some kind of mistake. No one bothered me, but the complex was a bit run down, and there was a little kid's plastic basketball hoop out front next to the porch. I glanced through the window as I went to knock, and I saw children and a few ankle-biters playing on the walk-out back patio.

I was just turning to bounce when she opened the door and offered her greetings. She was as pleasant in person as she was in her texts. She has a very sultry voice. I couldn't make out her features very well when she was shadowed by the wrought iron storm door as she is very dark complected. She was much shorter than I was anticipating, 5'2" at the most; probably shorter. Once we got inside, I had a good look at her and her face is gorgeous. She knows it too, which is fine; I found her confidence attractive. She has the smallest bit of a tummy, but otherwise has a cheerleader body with ample natural twins and a well rounded, if petite, donk.

As I figured, she hit me with the upsell once I inquired about the menu. She wanted 90 bones for a BBBJ, and 120 for the whole nine. I gently reminded her of the quote for times, but she stuck to her guns. I went with the flow since I had previously noticed a box of jimmies on the tv table.

As a matter of fact, she did ask me to fix that tv after I used the restroom, but I'm not the cable guy; so I blew her off.

Then we got comfortable, and she blew me off. I wasn't crazy that she wanted to use the lounge chair / couch type thing.

We were more or less in view of the common area where I saw the mutts and neighbor kids earlier; but they had apparently disappeared in the meantime so I went with it.

Her lip service isn't bad, but not the approach I prefer. She does not dt either for the record; not even remotely close. I didn't bother with trying to give direction. It was apparent from earlier attempts at conversation that she had a pretty heady buzz going.

She told me she was getting really turned on, and requested some k9. I was more than ready to get a better look at her backside. We started there. She wasn't overly vocal, but got really juicy really fast, and was pushing back hard. I wanted to flip her onto her back and said as much. She was slurring or mumbling a bit, and I thought she was acusing me of having finished, which I hadn't; despite her having a very snug gash.

Anyway, she let me have at her for a while in mish. Then she stopped me and said she wanted a cigarette break because she had "already nutted". Her words. In there lies the confusion from ealier. She offered apology, and said she had been really horny. As if that is some kind of problem. Rare in my experience, but yeah; I told her I wasn't mad.

While she was smoking and talking about her kid's upcoming t-ball game, she was wanting me to share her glass of brandy. It's like 11 am, but I've been up all night working, so I humor her with a few sips. It wasn't bad, I just hope I didn't catch mono. She seemed to have plenty of energy, so I think I'm safe.

She finishes her smoke break by telling me I need to hurry up and cum. The bus will be arriving soon from pre-pre-k (whatever that is) to drop off her rugrat.

She wants it from the back again, so I squeeze the base of "little problems" who is now at half mast so that I can get back inside that virgin-tight cunny of hers. I make an effort to make quick work of the situation, and succeed.

As I'm dressing, she makes another plea for me to get her tv on point while showing me a pic of her pride and joy. He's a cute kid, but it felt odd to me, so I just tried to smile as I nodded. She did mention she kisses for an additional upsell, and that she is not ethicity friendly. She did say she would see one of my personal friends though; if he was "a gentleman". So take that for whatever it is.

Just then she hears the school bus pull up. I make it out the door and to the car park just in time to see her engage her "neighbor" while he is waiting for her little man to get off the bus. She and her little one waved bye to me as I looked on. Reflexively, I waved back. Hopefully she told all those in witness that I was the tv repair-man; if not a very good one.

A couple of different looks:

http://archive.is/D04zN

http://archive.is/ifE8R

Seen her about a year ago. Drinking a 40 oz at 1100 am. Would not repeat.

[Problems]

The fringe benefit of this "hobby" in my opinion is that anytime one goes out to play, there is better than a 50% chance you are going to come home with a good story.

Got off work yesterday morning with an itch to toftt. It was my Friday and I was feeling restless. I've had my eye on a local ebony for a while, and to the best of my knowledge she has not been reported on here.

Goes by "Mahogany", and has posted ads on mojo for the past year or so with different looks. I prefer her pics with straight hair, but I can work with the braids.

She quoted me 80 hhr, and 120 hr which would normally strike me as TGTBT. However, I can't remember where; but I did find 3 reviews on her sometime ago. I was reasonably confident I wouldn't get rolled or catch a collar, so I scheduled for 30. I brought the additional funds in my other pocket in just case there would be an upsell. I wasn't going all the way over there for a BJ.

I got to her unit, and I thought there must be some kind of mistake. No one bothered me, but the complex was a bit run down, and there was a little kid's plastic basketball hoop out front next to the porch. I glanced through the window as I went to knock, and I saw children and a few ankle-biters playing on the walk-out back patio.

I was just turning to bounce when she opened the door and offered her greetings. She was as pleasant in person as she was in her texts. She has a very sultry voice. I couldn't make out her features very well when she was shadowed by the wrought iron storm door as she is very dark complected. She was much shorter than I was anticipating, 5'2" at the most; probably shorter. Once we got inside, I had a good look at her and her face is gorgeous. She knows it too, which is fine; I found her confidence attractive. She has the smallest bit of a tummy, but otherwise has a cheerleader body with ample natural twins and a well rounded, if petite, donk.

As I figured, she hit me with the upsell once I inquired about the menu. She wanted 90 bones for a BBBJ, and 120 for the whole nine. I gently reminded her of the quote for times, but she stuck to her guns. I went with the flow since I had previously noticed a box of jimmies on the tv table.

As a matter of fact, she did ask me to fix that tv after I used the restroom, but I'm not the cable guy; so I blew her off.

Then we got comfortable, and she blew me off. I wasn't crazy that she wanted to use the lounge chair / couch type thing.

We were more or less in view of the common area where I saw the mutts and neighbor kids earlier; but they had apparently disappeared in the meantime so I went with it.

Her lip service isn't bad, but not the approach I prefer. She does not dt either for the record; not even remotely close. I didn't bother with trying to give direction. It was apparent from earlier attempts at conversation that she had a pretty heady buzz going.

She told me she was getting really turned on, and requested some k9. I was more than ready to get a better look at her backside. We started there. She wasn't overly vocal, but got really juicy really fast, and was pushing back hard. I wanted to flip her onto her back and said as much. She was slurring or mumbling a bit, and I thought she was acusing me of having finished, which I hadn't; despite her having a very snug gash.

Anyway, she let me have at her for a while in mish. Then she stopped me and said she wanted a cigarette break because she had "already nutted". Her words. In there lies the confusion from ealier. She offered apology, and said she had been really horny. As if that is some kind of problem. Rare in my experience, but yeah; I told her I wasn't mad.

While she was smoking and talking about her kid's upcoming t-ball game, she was wanting me to share her glass of brandy. It's like 11 am, but I've been up all night working, so I humor her with a few sips. It wasn't bad, I just hope I didn't catch mono. She seemed to have plenty of energy, so I think I'm safe.

She finishes her smoke break by telling me I need to hurry up and cum. The bus will be arriving soon from pre-pre-k (whatever that is) to drop off her rugrat.

She wants it from the back again, so I squeeze the base of "little problems" who is now at half mast so that I can get back inside that virgin-tight cunny of hers. I make an effort to make quick work of the situation, and succeed.

As I'm dressing, she makes another plea for me to get her tv on point while showing me a pic of her pride and joy. He's a cute kid, but it felt odd to me, so I just tried to smile as I nodded. She did mention she kisses for an additional upsell, and that she is not ethicity friendly. She did say she would see one of my personal friends though; if he was "a gentleman". So take that for whatever it is.

Just then she hears the school bus pull up. I make it out the door and to the car park just in time to see her engage her "neighbor" while he is waiting for her little man to get off the bus. She and her little one waved bye to me as I looked on. Reflexively, I waved back. Hopefully she told all those in witness that I was the tv repair-man; if not a very good one.

A couple of different looks:

http://archive.is/D04zN

http://archive.is/ifE8R