Streetwalker Reports

[BoloBellgrande]

Just a shot in the dark. If you're the Asian guy who was on the west side today with a tall dark haired white streetwalker from Brooklyn, named Tren or Trin, I was the heavy set black dude waiting on the room downstairs.

I'd like to hookup with your hookup. She was trying to catch up with you and not miss her ride, so all I got was what I thought she said her name was and the first 3 digits of her phone # .

If that was you, please PM with her contact info. That ***** was healthy!!

[JimmyJams]

Idk if she would turn down a grant for maybe a handjob with but not for anal. Any I am one of those old white guys who treat a women right be she be a SW or not. Iam old school and treat the women right I know we all get taken but you move on. I have just learned we are all sinners and do evil thing to each other. So.

Glad you've got it like that. At the end of the day we are a means to an end. Its business, being nice and treating with dignity doesn't equal over paying, that's just for me. It has been reported on here that YMMV does apply with her. Much more than a HJ can be had for a grant if you catch her walking. Her hands might be the least attractive thing as about her. While she had nails done, her hands are puffy junkie hands. No matter how long a former iv user stops that tends not to change. I've seen the puffy hands in men and women, some with substantial clean time. A grant for a puffy hand HJ? Come on now. And what does being a "white" man have to do with anything.

I don't care what color you are, one can be "nice" without overpaying and marketing others to do so. She'll be fine.

[PellyMason]

Driving along Pratt I thought I saw a familiar face. It was Nikki (used to be known as CLs's Nikki). Cute brunette with bubble butt. I stopped and she came over with smile. Damn she put on some much needed weight. Looked really good. But she said she wasn't dating anymore. Smh. I wonder what she was doing in that neighborhood.

[NiceGuy1957]

Seems I'm not the only one that has a little issue with a SW being marketed at "80 and up". She's an alright gal and the fetish is alright but I'm in agreement 80 for a SW is out there a bit. If she were hosting in nice, safe clean place then maybe, but for a car date or room on my dime, bad value.

I did call her though mmmv, she didn't answer so I guess she doesn't really need help but just a couple of suckers.

She's not going to be able to make it on just a couple of gullible, her price will become more reasonable for a SW. Catch her walking, she won't turn down a grant.

Idk if she would turn down a grant for maybe a handjob with but not for anal. Any I am one of those old white guys who treat a women right be she be a SW or not. Iam old school and treat the women right I know we all get taken but you move on. I have just learned we are all sinners and do evil thing to each other. So.

[JimmyJams]

Summer in Brooklyn needs some help if you like Anal like me and she is not cheap 80 and up.

Seems I'm not the only one that has a little issue with a SW being marketed at "80 and up". She's an alright gal and the fetish is alright but I'm in agreement 80 for a SW is out there a bit. If she were hosting in nice, safe clean place then maybe, but for a car date or room on my dime, bad value.

I did call her though mmmv, she didn't answer so I guess she doesn't really need help but just a couple of suckers.

She's not going to be able to make it on just a couple of gullible, her price will become more reasonable for a SW. Catch her walking, she won't turn down a grant.

[BoloBellgrande]

I could've sworn I just saw West Side Idol Crystal walking up the hill on Ramsey St between S Sticker and S Norris Street.

I know that is close to the house she use to live at, I just can't believe she's back on the street again. I hope to GOD it wasn't her.

If you're around today and see a white girl with blue shorts and a pinkish / red tank top, take a good look, and see if you think it's her or not.

[NiteTimer]

https://www.xvideos.com/video34058017/blazing_wood_work

[NiteTimer]

A nice oldie but goodie of Renee.

http://www.ccptube.com/video/1352/so...-renee%29.html

I remember her old crib.

[BoloBellgrande]

I saw a older white lady with dark brown /black hair and green highlights out walking . Her legs and ass looked stunning from behind from afar .

I saw her on Ashton Monday near Smallwood in a pair of tan brown shorts. If you see her from behind, you'll drive off the road staring at the view.

If you see her up close, that's when you see her face and the front of her legs. Her face is rough looking and her legs look a little chewed up below the knee in the front. Her ass isn't phat either but, it seems shapely from what I could see in shorts .



Be warned though, if you see her walking from behind, you'll think she's one of " Charlie's Angels " .

And yeah, she's definitely a SW . When I drove by her to check her out , she asked me if I wanted to date . She was alone for a minute , then another older looking WSW joined her .

[NiceGuy1957]

I don't mind for what I like and a lot of girls say they do it until.

You are going in and stay in.

Also I like that she dates old white guys like me LOL.

[NiceGuy1957]

In no way she is worth $80 and up, maybe to you, but I don't think to many others will. Just so you know, I have meet her some 15-18 yrs ago and know what she is all about, you can get three holes from others for whole lot less. Did that answer your question about over paying.

I don't mind for what I like and a lot of girls say they do it until.

You are going in and stay in.

[CashOut]

A nice oldie but goodie of Renee.

http://www.ccptube.com/video/1352/so...-renee%29.html

[Happy One]

Summer in Brooklyn needs some help if you like Anal like me and she is not cheap 80 and up.

In no way she is worth $80 and up, maybe to you, but I don't think to many others will. Just so you know, I have meet her some 15-18 yrs ago and know what she is all about, you can get three holes from others for whole lot less. Did that answer your question about over paying.

[Shune]

My encounter from 2017.

It was a dreary day, grey sky punctuated by intermittent rain. The location of the event was equally bitter and wretched. Faces visaged in suspicion greeted passerby with subtle hostility. Patches of road work and minor sidewalk repair that never seemed to complete dotted the landscape. An obscure little village tugged precariously between a major highway and a busy thoroughfare.

It was once a place of lofty dreams and high expectations. But today, it's just a sad shell of what it once was. Whatever little left in ways of hopes and dreams fettered with the last of the great urbanization and degentrification that took place long ago, and now, only despair.

I believe someone on this thread had once gregariously bestowed the colorful moniker of "immoral area" to describe its despondency, an apt name for this forsaken little place. But to the rest of us, it's just place, a point of reference designated on the map simply as "Morrell Park".

With the coming of dusk, so goes any meaningful visibility other than spotty street lamps providing feeble illumination to an equally feeble place.

Once acclimate to the gloom of the local, a person's sense inevitably become acute towards the dissimilar. And in this case, as striking a contrast as glitters in darkness, Megan meandered wearily down the sidewalk. Oblivious to the imposed, and in a world of her own.

Car horns blared and mongers gawked in predatory silence. The locals tutted and howled with all the unfeeling arrogance of a gang of young hooligan. But Megan simply ignored them all with equal apathy.

I was no different than any other gawker, lusting, partaking in the whole cliche. But I found myself far less graceful in the art of mongering as the right front wheel of my aging SUV became wedged in deep ruts on a haphazardly patched curb. Where the hell was the roadwork sign?!

"You almost hit me. You fucking asshole!" Megan exclaimed with her hands up in the air. I was floored by embarrassment, as I gaped at her in awkward silence. "What the hell are you looking at?" Megan sized me up with a smirk. I wasn't exactly sure what she'd said next, only that I nodded foolishly at her probing gesture.

I also didn't realize just how attractive Megan was until she was already in the car sitting next to me strapping on her seatbelt. "Let's get out of here" she contended matter of factly. I nodded in agreement as I put the large vehicle in drive. But something was dragging underneath the SUV, imbedding my forward movement. Suddenly, in a rash of crushing noise, I glanced back into my rear view mirror, and came the realization. A trampled roadwork sign was now laying flat on the street behind me. Oops!

"So, where to?" Megan batted an eye at me with barely contained giggles.

After a moment of hesitation, still a bit flustered over the embarrassment, I nodded suggestively at a pair of glowing golden arches in the distant yonder "Would you like to go for some treats, first? "Sure, double fudge Sunday with nuts" came the resounding responds, and a broad grin of unfeigned delight.

In between licking and slurping on her frozen treat, I'd learned that Megan and I were both fans of the Cinema, and amazingly much of the same genre. She'd taken a particular interest in my passing hobby as a yet to be optioned playwright. We had a real good time rapping on the finer points of what a good film should be. Megan has a real thirst for knowledge, and a witty sense to parlay. I liked her.

The drive to our destination were riveted with stories of her past, punctuated by vague road directions almost as a second thought, while devouring the last of her apple pies. For a person of her petite stature, Megan can sure pack away some food!

It took us a bit longer to arrive at our destination then the actual location would have dictated. But once there, we've found a nice secluded spot hidden snuggly between a clump of trees and a large dumpster adjacent to a row of warehouses with nil a moment to spare as the sky opened up with all its fury. The merciless pelting from the torrential downpour sounded as if a giant piece of canvas were being slowly ripped apart by the hands of god.

She's not a pretty car, my SUV, more function then beautiful. Bertha as I'd gotten to call her, and that term of endearment was bestowed the old fashion way, she'd earned it. Bertha doesn't feel jealousy, nor does she impart morel judgments, all she wanted to do was to serve, to provide comfort and safety to her occupant.

Where Bertha exulted unwavering dependability, Megan was decidedly fickle. But she was young, exhilarating and beautiful.

"Ok, so, what are we doing, now?" Megan nodded shyly as the interior LED illuminated her striking features. "Well, heck darling, if you had to ask? I throw up my hands with a playful shrug. Besides, all pleasantries aside, what had she thought that we came here to do anyway?

Megan hesitated for a moment as she pursed her lips "I would like to be kissed, before I get fucked" she added curtly with a fawning grin. I was again at a lost for words. And to say I like Megan's wit would be an understatement, she's got sprite.

With her mouth slightly agape, Megan looked appraisingly at me in a sultry visage. Uncertain of what to expect, I leaned tentatively forward, but half expecting her to pull away. However, Megan adjusted her posture, then in a forward thrusting motion, her luscious lips found mine in a mild collision. The instant transfer of sensation through the nerve ending of our lips and tongues were dizzying. She really seemed to enjoy making out. And so did I. Maybe I dig her more than I'd thought, or dared to admit.

Panting, caressing and fondling. The Oxytocin induced euphoria was electrifying!

My manhood grew and swelled with every subtle stroke from the vivacious caressing of her velvety hand. The burgeoning of my cock was absolutely undeniable as Megan unzipped my jeans. With a dreamy look in her soft green eyes, she went down on me.

I breathe out in exasperation as my shaft became as hard as steel in the temperate wetness of her nurturing mouth. Megan's oral prowess was breathtaking as she was unrelenting. Slow, fast, faster, she changed position and speed at will, coaxing gobble of uncontrolled per-cum from my inordinately erect cock.

With one last savory twirl of delight, Megan pulled my engorged cock slowly out of her moist mouth with a muted pop. "Mmmmm" as she smacked her lips, relishing the taste as if it were the sweet treat she'd hungrily devoured earlier.

With a firm grip tightly around my throbbing shaft, "not yet, baby" she looked up at me with a crooked little smile that's sure to melt ice "are you ready to give to me?

"Yeah. " as I nodded between shallow breathes.

Wearing a fawning grin, Megan mounted me and guided my unyielding cock into her soft, delightfully moist and clean shaven love-box in one continuous motion. It was totally out of my hands at that point, not that it ever was as her silken snatch glided smoothly up and down on my glistening rod like a well lubed piston. "C'Mon. Baby. Oh, yeah" as Megan chanted with sweet nothings.

I shifted my gaze between her bewitching eyes, her pouty lips, and finally settling on her perfectly shaped breasts, which at this point was oscillating out of control!

While my cock, still embedded deep in her, Megan pivoted, spun around, adjusting her gait into a Reverse Cowgirl position, all with the grace of a ballerina. Then with both of her feet planted firmly on the floorboard, and her right arm leveraged against the headrest, Megan began to glide rhythmically on my cock. Up and down, and with her hips gyrating in what I could only described as a squatting action. It must be experienced to be believed!

She was just showing off at this point. Absolutely amazing!

It was as if Megan had been transformed into this sex crazed she-creature conjured from the dark depth of some hedonistic fantasy. And all I could do was to hang on for dear life.

Outside, the storm continued. But inside, the wrath of nature was nothing more than a muted drumroll adding to the placid hum of the SUV's climate control, a concussive symphony building it's way up to a climax.

Her forehead beads of sweet sweat. Her chest heaved in shallow breathes. Megan's demand wasn't a simple assertion derived from false pretenses, but rather something primal from deep within. A desire as self-serving as the need to breath. Something searing inside her had come to a boil "I want to feel your hot cum inside me" she panted.

As inevitable as a Sun rising in the morning or the coming of the tide at dusk, I exploded unabashedly inside her with all the anger and pleasure rolled up in one. Over and over again, pumping her uncontrollably with load after prodigies load of cum. Nine time if my memory serves.

"Oh my god, I felt that!" Megan exclaimed in delight as her gyrating hips demanded every last drop of warmth from my spasming manhood.

The storm had subsided. And in its still silence, my senses felt so alive! The beating of our hearts, the discern quiver of her body against mine and the gentle purr of contentment as I caressed her bare back.

How long? Five minutes? Five hours?. I pondered as we laid static on top of the SUV's plush upholstery. An eternity could have passed for all I cared as Megan breathe softly next to my ear.

Tomorrow may be damned, but right here, right now, I have everything I needed as I smiled knowingly, gazing out into the darkness.

Megan does not exhibit any outwardly sign of substance abuse. Moral compass aside, she's still more of a UTR, then a walker choosing to catch a date on her term, both monetarily and sexually rather than out of desperation. But one might just catch her at the right time walking down the road. Don't be a creep when you do see her.

[NiceGuy1957]

Summer in Brooklyn needs some help if you like Anal like me and she is not cheap 80 and up.