Has anyone seen Ava by any chance?
Hey guys. So, this 40 year old MILF is posting in Nashville, I know I've seen her ads before in Louisville, as I come to you guys town for work a bit, and try to keep up with girls I find attractive for later. Just wondering if anyone has seen her, as you can't search for any name under four letters. Thanks in advance!
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I wanted to write this while everything is still fresh on the mind. Holy shit, where to begin. Texted her last night and agreed on a 4 am QV. Quoted 100 QV /140 HH /180 HR. On the way there she texts and says we need to move it to 5:30 because her Aunt stopped by to use her shower and makeup before work. Fine, I go get breakfast and arrive at 5:15, let her know I'm there. Various other calls / texts go unanswered. No response until 6:03 she replies "I'll be ready in 15 min, promise. " Met her outside, gave donation, get to her room, 6:20 and it is in complete disarray. Cigarette butts, ashes, tobacco shavings all over the bed. Clothes piled up in every corner, loud TV playing Cartoons, dog food scattered on the floor. Her first words, "Do you party?" Then she goes into talking about how much she loves H and telling all these drama-filled stories that I just didn't give a fuck about and tuned out. I was just ready to bust one and leave in 15. She wanted to go put make up on first and shoot up some H so I said fine and chilled on the bed with her dog, watching TV. Somewhere around now, her dealer comes to the door and makes a sale. Before you know it, it's 7:15 am, she's still in the bathroom, mumbling to herself. So all I know is that she's conscious. I asked if I could come in. She's done shooting up and is now in full-on makeup mode. Says she's almost done and for me to go get naked on the bed. Well, I do that and right then some dude uses his room key to open the door and try to come in. No knock, no warning, nothing. Luckily I had locked the folding loop latch and he got stopped. She goes out, talks to him, he goes away. She comes back and says it's her "roommate" and that the room is in his name and they share the room. No amount of Viagra can override that kind of mood killer. The hoe goes back in the bathroom, continues glueing on fake eyelashes and all this other junk. I periodically remind her how long I've been waiting. She keeps doing the, "Okay I'm coming right now, one more minute. Over and over every 5 minutes. I get dressed and tell her I'm leaving, she finally comes out. After some more time wasting bullshit for 15-20 minutes, I get her to finally put her dog in the bathroom and to apply her lips to my cock. This is why I'm here. To see if the self-proclaimed "Best Head this side of the Ohio River", is for real. Not to mention all of her reviews that I saw talking about how amazing her BBBJ's supposedly are. Well BBBJ's actually are my thing, I'm a connoisseur. Let me tell you guys the deal. She is horrific at it. Robotic is an understatement, takes just 3-4 inches max, no rhythm whatsoever, talks throughout it every fucking 12 seconds, stopped to crawl around on the floor and look for all these filthy prostate toys, vibrators and whatever else popped into her head and she wanted to try. They're still covered in the last dude's residue, I'm sure, no thanks. Non-stop yapping, starts jerking it while talking, asking random questions. I can't believe it, all of this within the BJ's first 3-4 minutes. An absolute train wreck. Around this time, her "roommate" came back and did the same shit he did earlier. Used his room key, got blocked by the latch, kept his mouth shut and waited down at the end of the hall like a good boy. At this point I abandon the idea of a BJ with this hoe and tell her I'm just going to bend her over. Well, that now ensues a whole other fucking search party effort for this woman to try and find her bottle of lube. The erection, which once did exist, is fully extinct at this point. She's crawling on the floor, looking under the bed, inside of storage bins, knocked over an ash tray, butts all over the floor. I have no patience left for this hoe. I've been in her room for 2 hours and 116 of those minutes, was waiting. I convince her to stop looking and tell her I'll use spit. She is all about that and I get the WG bent over Finally. Go to town and she is complaining the whole time, not to go too deep or she'll get bruised, etc. It was just one thing after another. Only needed 5 minutes. I tuned her out. As I'm finishing, the roommate does what he does so well. I hear him trying to get in, just ignore it and finish. Didn't want to touch the condom with this H WG's juices on it, so I used her shirt to take it off and wipe little man down. Got dressed and got the fuck out of there. Her dude was at the end of the hall, peeking around the corner. Exited motel, 8:28 am. Never again.