So the westside handjob trade seems at times to be going up in smoke faster than air Jordan's in a police brutality inspired riot.
Temple of bullshit had only "doubles" available meaning that you have to tolerate some old fat tantriak just to get some moistie newbie hands on your dikdalini, and at twice the price. Fuck that.
The one gal on the westside on private disappointment and rubratings is totally split personality afflicted (separate post on her).
The westside gals on that mall are all old and as fucked up as a Luke Walton magic Johnson 69.
I figure I would try and settle to repeat with a really good cock yanker at goldfinger in the Westwood area.
So I call over and sure as a mamasan can yell time is up in the queen's English, both coco and suki are there. So I buzz over and park, as per usual, in the staples lot.
I walk up the street and had to fucken tie my shoes and walking across westwood boulevard is high school physical education coach fucko – this asshole must have parked at the Petco or the vitamin store. I did not want to walk in with coach fucko so I waited near the Starbuckss and the million or so Persian markets and when the coast was clear, I went in.
Coco greeted me but either I have Alzheimer's or there are two cocos, I could not remember her. She had yanked my dick a few times and, if it was the same coco, sucked on my nipples like her tongue got stuck to dry ice and shoved her finger up my asshole like she was trying to dig for oil in the Bakken.
I was like I would like to have Suki play with my penor. So, and I am such a fucken g for this, coco yelled out in Chinese, hey, Suki, I know you are in there with PE coach fucko who would not even try and pay for a meter, but this fucko asked for you. And, guess what, suki came out of room 4 to see if she could squeeze me in. So yea, to the fucko who had suki leave on you in the middle, that was me. Suki stepped out of the door, and she looked like she had just popped out of a band box. I mean she was as disheveled as a vestral virgin after a bukkake scene. She looked at me like she had seen le bron play defense and said "I am beeezy" and I was entreated by her to come back later. Coco was looking good and I think PE coach fucko was both getting a hand job from Suki and making her take the presidential fitness exam, because she looked as tore up as a marshall's after back to school week.
So I went with coco, and it was pretty good. I opted for the hour and she asked soft or medium – there is no hard option at goldfinger – hat tip to the owner of this place. I said soft and she took the towel off after about 60 seconds and was poking at my nuts like she was testing an avocado for ripeness in about another 60 seconds. She did not massage my shoulders or legs, it was all balls, dick and gooch with me face down. After about 5 minutes, she gave me a warm towel treatment to get rid of the oil and turned me over.
Then ensued some truly biblical dick work. I am pretty sure this is the coco I have seen before because, as in the past, she requested that I "take care of her" she went slow as I instructed her and emphatically remarked that it looked like I had control over my cock to last an hour. She said I could touch her small tits, and I did, but her padded bra stayed on, and I was also allowed to grab her ass which was smoother than kim Kardashian's pussy after being shaved by a weed whacker. She asked me for 80 bucks if she took care of me and did not ***** about the time I was taking to convert the third down, and I thought maybe she would suck my 10 inch Makita, so I said 100. Yeah, fuck you el monte cheapos.
But I guess this is goldfinger, not nam, so there are rules. We just did about 25 minutes of straight dick work until I shot a load up and to the right.
I was escorted to the rear and now, having burned the names of Suki and coco, will prolyl not be back for awhile.
I was not offered a water, so someone must be reading these reviews.
