General Reports

Gentlemen (and I use the term loosely), there is a CL listing I would be cautious about. # ends in 4187. Rocky Hill, exit 24 area.

She was very carefully over the phone, not wanting to discuss details. Ad speaks of massage, so I was wondering about an upsell or possible Uncle Leo issues. When I got to exit 24, called twice; voice mail. She called back after the second time and I could here her finishing a conversation with someone. And then she said, "Are you looking for some company? " As if she didn't know it was the person she had set up a time with. There were 2 police cars at the Shell station, right across the street from the Motel 6. I went into the Mobile station, and then hightailed it outta there. Be careful boyz.

[url]http://hartford.craigslist.org/ers/739844082.html[/url]

[QUOTE=Howyadoin2]Gentlemen (and I use the term loosely), there is a CL listing I would be cautious about. # ends in 4187. Rocky Hill, exit 24 area.

She was very carefully over the phone, not wanting to discuss details. Ad speaks of massage, so I was wondering about an upsell or possible Uncle Leo issues. When I got to exit 24, called twice; voice mail. She called back after the second time and I could here her finishing a conversation with someone. And then she said, "Are you looking for some company? " As if she didn't know it was the person she had set up a time with. There were 2 police cars at the Shell station, right across the street from the Motel 6. I went into the Mobile station, and then hightailed it outta there. Be careful boyz.

[url]http://hartford.craigslist.org/ers/739844082.html[/url][/QUOTE]
Better safe than sorry. Always think with the big head. Thanks for the 411.

So I'm sitting around last night, Mrs. Haeyo's out of town and I'm getting itchy. Around 1800 hours I head out to my favorite place for a massagee. I get all the way out there and the fucking place is closed. FUCK!!!

I had tweaked one of my shoulders and I really wanted to get it fixed along with a couple of other benefits.

What to do, what to do? Call my associate from this site and he suggests I head off to a place not too far from home base. I tell him that I don't want to fuck anybody, just get a massagee. He talks me into it.

I take a detour and bop over there. One car in the lot. Ring bell, ask ajima if an old favorite is there. "She here, but you have to wait. You want to try another girl?"

Okay, WTF? I hit the room in comes "another girl". A bit horsey in the face but cute, nice twinkle in her eye, tall for a K-girl, thin. Okay, why not?

"Ooooooh, handsome man!" I look behind me, "Oh, me?"
"Yeah, you, you very handsome."
"Yeah, okay. In an old weather-beaten kind of way."

We make a little small talk: "Is it too hot to work?"
"Too hot, what you mean?"
"Nothing, forget it. How much is it these days?" I hadn't been in about nine months.
"Still $60."

I fork it over. She leaves, I strip, towel up and wait. She comes back, grabs me and off to the shower. I tell her I have to pee. She watches me take a leak and says, "You want "old favorite"? I say, "No baby, you're cute. You and me."

As we're in the hall, she stops me and turns me around a couple of times, checking out my body. She pauses and examines my tattoo, admires it and we're off to the shower room. I don't know what that was about but I half expected her to open my mouth and inspect my fucking choppers.

As we enter the shower room, "old favorite" stops, grabs me and now I've got my arms around both of them. I say, "How about two of you?" Knowing full well I don't have the scratch. "Old favorite" says, "I'm tired, next time."

So "another girl" starts talking to herself while she's soaping me up. I can make out some of it but who the fuck knows. Sounds like she was bitching about the fact that when I saw "old fave" my eyes lit up.

Shower's over, back to the room. She sits on the table and has me dry her feet and legs. I pop a couple of K-toes in my mouth and start getting a hard-on. She says, "How much you pay?" I figure I'm good for it, I go to my wallet and pull out a C-note. WTF, it's only $30 more than I'd have dropped at the other joint total. She takes the $ and runs.

When she comes back, she turns her back to me and asks me to undo her bra. My eyes are pretty good at close range but for the life of me, I can't find the fucking hooks. She points to the back and says, "Here." No go. I tell her the hook must be in the front. Sure enough, it is. She takes the top off and directs me to remove her skirt. Okay, I'm on my knees behind her, kissing her decent ass and slipping her skirt off over her feet as she steps back into her heels.

"Panty next, honey." Okay, more ass kissing, thong comes down. Then she hits the table face down. "You massage me." "Me? I suck at this." "I don't think so, honey." "Old fave" must have said something about me.

I hop on her back and go to work. Then I grab onto the ceiling bar and walk on her back. Pays to tip the scales at 70kg. After a few minutes fire walking on her, she turns into Field Marshal Erwin Rommel

She tells me to rub my schlong all over her back. I brace my hands against the wall and start dragging my crank and scrote all over her dorsal region. She seems to be digging it, directing me with finger movements. Then she points to her ass and wants me to rub my wang there. Okay. I'm hard but I ain't putting my horn anywhere but Mrs. H's orifii.

She flips, and I remain in position, now straddling her chest. Her tits aren't fabulous or anything. Big nipples but the boobs themselves are festooned with birthmarks. She slips the rubber on and goes to work. She locks her fingers behind her head like she's lying on the floor watching the latest episode of "Star King." I take pity on her neck muscles and hold her head with my hand. My other hand goes between her legs. She ain't going for this.

She pulls out another rubber from somewhere and slips it over my index finger (wrong one baby). I start laughing my ass off. This is a first. I put it on my middle finger and go to work. She turns 90 degrees and now I'm standing there, fingering her with this pink rubber on my finger and she's giving me a pretty decent blow job.

Then she directs me to lie on the table and she sits between my legs, continuing the suck-fest. I take the rubber off my finger and put it on the table (that wasn't doing it for me).I'm playing with her feet and am about ready to blow my load. Okay, this isn't bad, my shoulder still hurts but I'm toughing it out. Apparently, she builds up too much saliva, and spits on the floor. Cool! THEN, she takes the rubber, turns it inside out, puts it on her finger and starts raping me with it. Baby, the prison where I do most of my time was closed tonight. I gotta come here and get shower-scened too?

After I've been thoroughly reamed (I think) she lies on her back, pulls her knees to her chest and says, "You top." This comment brings back memories of Mrs. H when she worked in Waterbury. Coming from her, it was cute. With this one, I felt like I was being ordered over the top in my fucking Panzer. My weiner took a dive. Sorry baby, I'm not fucking anyone but you know who. Of course I kept this thought to myself.

She says, "Hand job?" "You got it sugar." Let's get this battle for Tobruk over with. She pulls off the thing and gets at it. Putting her cute feet on either side of my cannon, she grips and pulls and grips and pulls until a liquid explosion destroys the Allied positions.

I'm spent from all this direction I've been receiving and she gets the towel and wipes me down. Then, with her bare-ass and me in a towel, we head off to the shower room. She grabs a bottle and tells me to open my hands. "Wash with this." More fucking orders. Sweetie, the war's over. I'm on furlough.

I take some of this "soap" in my hands and lather up my horn. Ten seconds later, while she's squatting, washing herself off, I let out what must have been a blood-curdling scream. WTF is this shit? It feels like my wick has been dipped in a bowl of kimchi! I'm fucking on fire!

She says, "This very good, honey." I say, "Yeah for torturing POW's." I ask her what kind of K-shit is this? She says, "Look, made in USA.'' Yeah, By Koreans! Jesus Christ! I turn the water to the Antarctica setting and cool my package.

We go back to the room and, both bare-ass, she starts throwing side kicks and front kicks my way. Now, I haven't taken this much abuse since Sandy worked at Avalon but I manage to side step everything she throws my way and while I'm doing this, I mention that my shoulder still hurts. She stops with the TKD demonstration and starts showing me shoulder exercises.

Yeah, yeah, I do all that shit already and then some. This is an old injury acting up, help me. She says, "Try Tae Kwon Do honey. Strong outside, quiet inside." I say, "That's my problem, years of Shotokan and boxing have shot my shoulder." She says, "Next time, you try new beautiful girl, she help you."

Ah, the old bait and switch. We get dressed and she leads me out. Pops a mint in my mouth and I head off into the sunset, $160 lighter, shoulder (which feels much better today) still aching and wondering WTF am I thinking? Perfection leaves town for a while and I can't cool my fucking jets?

Home to watch some UFC shit and a deep, peaceful sleep.

If you want to know the place that was closed, the place I ended up, who "old favorite" is and who "another girl" is, PM me. No going public with this shit anymore. The climate is not ripe.

Last night was at least a most fascinating adventure. It was the first time I let the girl run the whole show and I must say, I had an interesting session which went over the hour, including the fitness demonstration.

Hurry home sugar, I'm missing you.

[QUOTE=Sarang Haeyo]So I'm sitting around last night, Mrs. Haeyo's out of town and I'm getting itchy. Around 1800 hours I head out to my favorite place for a massagee. I get all the way out there and the fucking place is closed. FUCK!!!

I had tweaked one of my shoulders and I really wanted to get it fixed along with a couple of other benefits.

What to do, what to do? Call my associate from this site and he suggests I head off to a place not too far from home base....

Hurry home sugar, I'm missing you.[/QUOTE]
My nominee for "Post of the Week"!

SH, would appreciate it if you could PM me the names of the places mentioned in your excellent post.

K-girl checklist:

1. Come to USA by any means possible (legally in this case). CHECK!
2. Make as much money as possible working in an AMP. CHECK!
3. Procure American boyfriend. CHECK!
4. Marry said boyfriend. CHECK!
5. Obtain Green Card. Soon.
6. Open AMP of your own with another K-girl as partner. CHECK!
7. Wait two years after GC, divorce American husband. Not sure about
this one but the cynic in me can't help it.

That's right ladies and germs. Congratulations are in order. Mrs. Haeyo is a partner in a new AMP; the location of which (not in CT) shall remain unpublished.

All I need is for one of you ying yangs to hit the place and say to the woman who answers the door, "Hey, your husband talks about you all the time on USASG! Can I get the associates discount?"

One of her reasons for being out of town is to take care of this transaction.

The legal/illegal ramifications are too complicated for my feeble mind to comprehend so I don't try. I did, however, decline to put my signature to any paperwork; although I was asked to.

With luck, I will reap some financial benefit from this endeavor. I've already been told I can come visit the place, which will apparently just be a jack-shack and stay with Mrs. H whenever I want.

She and her partner (a famous provider from a mid-Atlantic state) have been out of the FS biz for a while and now want to do serious massage (like you can get at my favorite joint here in CT) and toss in the occasional HE.

What a fascinating turn my life has taken.

BTW: it should go w/o saying at this point, that if you are not a senior member of this site, or are not a guy with whom I've had some serious PMing, don't bother asking me about the post below. I know it's lame but I'm not giving out this info publicly or to guys I don't know.

When the shit hits the fan, I don't want it on my conscience.

[QUOTE=Sarang Haeyo]So I'm sitting around last night, Mrs. Haeyo's out of town and I'm getting itchy. Around 1800 hours I head out to my favorite place for a massagee. I get all the way out there and the fucking place is closed. FUCK!!![/QUOTE]

I'll say! WTF do you do for a living? With talent like that, you should be an author....and change your screen name to Leo ("War and Peace") fucking Tolstoy!!

Damn, this was the first post I read tonight, I don't even have time for any others!!

B.

PS - great job, including the obvious fiction - ""Ooooooh, handsome man!"

I'd love to get the scoop. Where is this place and who are the girls?
Thanks


[QUOTE=Sarang Haeyo]So I'm sitting around last night, Mrs. Haeyo's out of town and I'm getting itchy. Around 1800 hours I head out to my favorite place for a massagee. I get all the way out there and the fucking place is closed. FUCK!!!

I had tweaked one of my shoulders and I really wanted to get it fixed along with a couple of other benefits.

What to do, what to do? Call my associate from this site and he suggests I head off to a place not too far from home base. I tell him that I don't want to fuck anybody, just get a massagee. He talks me into it.

I take a detour and bop over there. One car in the lot. Ring bell, ask ajima if an old favorite is there. "She here, but you have to wait. You want to try another girl?"

Okay, WTF? I hit the room in comes "another girl". A bit horsey in the face but cute, nice twinkle in her eye, tall for a K-girl, thin. Okay, why not?

"Ooooooh, handsome man!" I look behind me, "Oh, me?"
"Yeah, you, you very handsome."
"Yeah, okay. In an old weather-beaten kind of way."

We make a little small talk: "Is it too hot to work?"
"Too hot, what you mean?"
"Nothing, forget it. How much is it these days?" I hadn't been in about nine months.
"Still $60."

I fork it over. She leaves, I strip, towel up and wait. She comes back, grabs me and off to the shower. I tell her I have to pee. She watches me take a leak and says, "You want "old favorite"? I say, "No baby, you're cute. You and me."

As we're in the hall, she stops me and turns me around a couple of times, checking out my body. She pauses and examines my tattoo, admires it and we're off to the shower room. I don't know what that was about but I half expected her to open my mouth and inspect my fucking choppers.

As we enter the shower room, "old favorite" stops, grabs me and now I've got my arms around both of them. I say, "How about two of you?" Knowing full well I don't have the scratch. "Old favorite" says, "I'm tired, next time."

So "another girl" starts talking to herself while she's soaping me up. I can make out some of it but who the fuck knows. Sounds like she was bitching about the fact that when I saw "old fave" my eyes lit up.

Shower's over, back to the room. She sits on the table and has me dry her feet and legs. I pop a couple of K-toes in my mouth and start getting a hard-on. She says, "How much you pay?" I figure I'm good for it, I go to my wallet and pull out a C-note. WTF, it's only $30 more than I'd have dropped at the other joint total. She takes the $ and runs.

When she comes back, she turns her back to me and asks me to undo her bra. My eyes are pretty good at close range but for the life of me, I can't find the fucking hooks. She points to the back and says, "Here." No go. I tell her the hook must be in the front. Sure enough, it is. She takes the top off and directs me to remove her skirt. Okay, I'm on my knees behind her, kissing her decent ass and slipping her skirt off over her feet as she steps back into her heels.

"Panty next, honey." Okay, more ass kissing, thong comes down. Then she hits the table face down. "You massage me." "Me? I suck at this." "I don't think so, honey." "Old fave" must have said something about me.

I hop on her back and go to work. Then I grab onto the ceiling bar and walk on her back. Pays to tip the scales at 70kg. After a few minutes fire walking on her, she turns into Field Marshal Erwin Rommel

She tells me to rub my schlong all over her back. I brace my hands against the wall and start dragging my crank and scrote all over her dorsal region. She seems to be digging it, directing me with finger movements. Then she points to her ass and wants me to rub my wang there. Okay. I'm hard but I ain't putting my horn anywhere but Mrs. H's orifii.

She flips, and I remain in position, now straddling her chest. Her tits aren't fabulous or anything. Big nipples but the boobs themselves are festooned with birthmarks. She slips the rubber on and goes to work. She locks her fingers behind her head like she's lying on the floor watching the latest episode of "Star King." I take pity on her neck muscles and hold her head with my hand. My other hand goes between her legs. She ain't going for this.

She pulls out another rubber from somewhere and slips it over my index finger (wrong one baby). I start laughing my ass off. This is a first. I put it on my middle finger and go to work. She turns 90 degrees and now I'm standing there, fingering her with this pink rubber on my finger and she's giving me a pretty decent blow job.

Then she directs me to lie on the table and she sits between my legs, continuing the suck-fest. I take the rubber off my finger and put it on the table (that wasn't doing it for me).I'm playing with her feet and am about ready to blow my load. Okay, this isn't bad, my shoulder still hurts but I'm toughing it out. Apparently, she builds up too much saliva, and spits on the floor. Cool! THEN, she takes the rubber, turns it inside out, puts it on her finger and starts raping me with it. Baby, the prison where I do most of my time was closed tonight. I gotta come here and get shower-scened too?

After I've been thoroughly reamed (I think) she lies on her back, pulls her knees to her chest and says, "You top." This comment brings back memories of Mrs. H when she worked in Waterbury. Coming from her, it was cute. With this one, I felt like I was being ordered over the top in my fucking Panzer. My weiner took a dive. Sorry baby, I'm not fucking anyone but you know who. Of course I kept this thought to myself.

She says, "Hand job?" "You got it sugar." Let's get this battle for Tobruk over with. She pulls off the thing and gets at it. Putting her cute feet on either side of my cannon, she grips and pulls and grips and pulls until a liquid explosion destroys the Allied positions.

I'm spent from all this direction I've been receiving and she gets the towel and wipes me down. Then, with her bare-ass and me in a towel, we head off to the shower room. She grabs a bottle and tells me to open my hands. "Wash with this." More fucking orders. Sweetie, the war's over. I'm on furlough.

I take some of this "soap" in my hands and lather up my horn. Ten seconds later, while she's squatting, washing herself off, I let out what must have been a blood-curdling scream. WTF is this shit? It feels like my wick has been dipped in a bowl of kimchi! I'm fucking on fire!

She says, "This very good, honey." I say, "Yeah for torturing POW's." I ask her what kind of K-shit is this? She says, "Look, made in USA.'' Yeah, By Koreans! Jesus Christ! I turn the water to the Antarctica setting and cool my package.

We go back to the room and, both bare-ass, she starts throwing side kicks and front kicks my way. Now, I haven't taken this much abuse since Sandy worked at Avalon but I manage to side step everything she throws my way and while I'm doing this, I mention that my shoulder still hurts. She stops with the TKD demonstration and starts showing me shoulder exercises.

Yeah, yeah, I do all that shit already and then some. This is an old injury acting up, help me. She says, "Try Tae Kwon Do honey. Strong outside, quiet inside." I say, "That's my problem, years of Shotokan and boxing have shot my shoulder." She says, "Next time, you try new beautiful girl, she help you."

Ah, the old bait and switch. We get dressed and she leads me out. Pops a mint in my mouth and I head off into the sunset, $160 lighter, shoulder (which feels much better today) still aching and wondering WTF am I thinking? Perfection leaves town for a while and I can't cool my fucking jets?

Home to watch some UFC shit and a deep, peaceful sleep.

If you want to know the place that was closed, the place I ended up, who "old favorite" is and who "another girl" is, PM me. No going public with this shit anymore. The climate is not ripe.

Last night was at least a most fascinating adventure. It was the first time I let the girl run the whole show and I must say, I had an interesting session which went over the hour, including the fitness demonstration.

Hurry home sugar, I'm missing you.[/QUOTE]

that was supposed to be a PM


[QUOTE=Whenwhen]I'd love to get the scoop. Where is this place and who are the girls?
Thanks[/QUOTE]

[QUOTE=Mighty Spearsman]My nominee for "Post of the Week"!

SH, would appreciate it if you could PM me the names of the places mentioned in your excellent post.[/QUOTE]

Ditto what you say about SH's wordy but quality report, Mighty S, and welcome back to the forums!
I think you would agree we should honor Sarang by putting his works on the "Reports of Distinction" board in this section General CT Reports.

Thanks, MS and SH for all your great reports, leadership and inspirations over the years.
[Now I'm feeling old!, Oyveh!

[QUOTE=Bad Dawg]Ditto what you say about SH's wordy but quality report, Mighty S, and welcome back to the forums!
I think you would agree we should honor Sarang by putting his works on the "Reports of Distinction" board in this section General CT Reports.

Thanks, MS and SH for all your great reports, leadership and inspirations over the years.
[Now I'm feeling old!, Oyveh![/QUOTE]but I've only been on this site for two years! Don't go making me feel old too (even though I am).

Hey Meriden LE: suck my dick!

Christ, I'm pissed.

Rainy day material. I love how the mom jams the plumber's dick in her daughter.

[url]http://www.yourfilehost.com/media.php?cat=video&file=masterwanker2008_05_23_1_part3.wmv[/url]


Later,
Vegas

[QUOTE=When In Vegas]Rainy day material. I love how the mom jams the plumber's dick in her daughter.

[url]http://www.yourfilehost.com/media.php?cat=video&file=masterwanker2008_05_23_1_part3.wmv[/url]


Later,
Vegas[/QUOTE]
I still prefer mine
[url]http://www.yourfilehost.com/media.php?cat=video&file=new_twos_026.avi[/url]
A laugh is always good on a rainy day ;) I still can't believe it got in my eye.

Well, that's no contest. There's no competing with a classic

[QUOTE=Gothic Bbw]I still prefer mine
[url]http://www.yourfilehost.com/media.php?cat=video&file=new_twos_026.avi[/url]
A laugh is always good on a rainy day ;) I still can't believe it got in my eye.[/QUOTE]

[QUOTE=When In Vegas]Well, that's no contest. There's no competing with a classic[/QUOTE]
You want a classic? [url]http://www.2girls1...ahhhh[/url], screw it.

After three days of feeling homicidal, I had a most excellent time yesterday in the late afternoon/early evening.

My 90 (ninety) minute visit with a couple of, what I thought to be, long lost providers left me with the most serene disposition I've had in a few weeks. I no longer wish to seek and destroy.

I apologize for my rant on the Bridgeport thread and for my tirade on the Meriden thread.

I hope you all will forgive me, if not, c'est la vie.

[url]http://www.coyoteblog.com/coyote_blog/2008/07/learning-to-lov.html[/url]

Spend a half hour with this video before you step outside again.