Two Of My Regular Cocksuckers
[QUOTE=Ranger51;5801887]If you think the stillery has good food, you will love our SW's. Skinny Vic's name should be changed to slow retarded Vic's who gets your order wrong and takes 40 minutes to make cold French toast. Picked up LiLi on the low numbers on G, face tat on her left temple. No drama, smelled clean, dropped her off happy.[/QUOTE]I came into town Tuesday. Drove around from around 5:30 til 7:30 pm Pulled up to what was probably a 90-pound stick figure with a fairly pretty face, in the middle of the street outside of that gas station on National and 19th or whatever. She was on the cross-street. White, and probably around 20 years old. I asked her her name. She paused, and then said some name or other (I can't remember), and immediately said, "Can I get in?" Her tone was so aggressive and nasty that I drove away, rather than have a frustrating date with an entitled, problematic slunt.
At around 7:30, after cruising for around 2 hours, I called Erika. Got there, called her three times. The first time, she said she'd be down in two minutes. The second and third times, she said she'd be down in one minute. After at least twenty minutes, she came down. After we arrived at the lot I normally park in, someone pulled in, and someone got out of the front passenger door, fucked around, got back in. Then, the car slowly drove behind us, then parked in a different spot. We hadn't started yet, and I drove to a different spot of mine, while Erika peered behind us, to see if that car was following us, which it was not. We got there, and I had to take a shit, so I did. I told Erika that since she'd made me wait so long when I picked her up, I don't have to feel too guilty about making her wait a few minutes while I relieve myself. She seemed to concur.
I finished my business, got back in, we got to it, and I'm guessing 12 or 13 minutes later, I was pumping into her mouth. As I neared climax, I admonished her to not pause, but to continue the rapid rhythm through my orgasm. She did that perfectly, and carried me through, but not quite across the river Styx, thankfully. As I lay there barely able to think, much less move, after around half-a-minute, I quipped in a whisper (the only method of speech I could muster), "I'm still alive". She chuckled. After around another half-minute, I forced myself to sit up and clean up. Tipped her, dropped her back off.
The following day, I cruised the north side considerable from around 10:30 until 11:30. Only saw one slore! Unbelievable! Where have they all gone?! She was in the most hooker-laden section: Lisbon, between 27th & 35th streets. Going west, it was that last cross street before the overpass. Probably 30th. I pulled around the corner, she came up. We chatted for 30-to-60 seconds, and I wasn't feeling it, so I took off. I was on the fence about her. Early middle age, blond wig, bad teeth. Can't take a chance with trannies around, with such a wig.
Cruised down to the south side, and after maybe 5-to-20 minutes of cruising, I saw Jessi on 23rd & Greenfield! Scooped her up, went to my spot, BBBJ for 25. No tip. She's damn good, and though we have a good rapport, the gamut and nuances of our inter-personal interaction through the years don't compel me to tip her. I plan on, probably late this year or early next year, introducing a $5 tip into our business transactions. I'm not rolling in money, plus we johns have to be conscientious about our expenditures, lest we impact society in such a way that the street slores start expecting too much.
Do any of you gents have experience with Jessi? 33 years old, white. Long, straight brown hair, works Greenfield. From 2017 through 2020, she stood on the south side of the intersection at 15th place and G. 2021 through present, she stands at either 22nd or 23rd, still on the south side of the intersection. She's never let me down once. I've probably pumped 20 loads into that mouth hole of hers over the years. I've never seen any of you mention her, which seems strange to me, because she's such a staple of my sloremongering world.
I was planning on body shopping more before coming home last night, but as the time drew nigh, I realized that my balls were empty, so rather than become frustrated on a date due to not ejaculating, I opted to come home.
Stay safe out there!
Body (enjoying the daughters of the community) Shopper.