Crazy Everly, Amanda Skyy, and Brookie the Ghost Thief
Everly.
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She responded a day or so after I messaged her. I was surprised at how wordy and stilted she sounded, but exhibited some humor. After a bit, she disappeared. A few days later I tried again, reminding her that she never responded. Chick blew up, text-screaming that men expect too much of her, and saying she didn't own a crystal ball! After I chilled her out, she rambled about how she needs to police her own feelings or something. She then went on to explain her bizarre payment scheme where it is $$$ for the first hour visit. After that, as long as you see her at least once again every four weeks, it is only $$ -- but miss a time and it goes back to $$ She said the extra $ was a "door fee". After I wished her well in her aforementioned self-improvement plan, she blew up again and sent me a pic saying, "look what you are missing out on. " LOL.
Look, Everly is pretty hot for an old gal. Nice rack, good body, but she is clearly nuts. Drunk or drug weirdness is expected, but her affliction is organic and that makes it worse. I just blocked her number after all of her shenanigans.
Amanda Skyy.
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I don't usually visit the roomy girls, but that day I wanted huge boobs and something nasty. Communication was easy, but I couldn't get into Louisville that afternoon. We met up later that next evening at her incall. Amanda has an apartment near Furman. There were a bunch of Mexicans hanging outside smoking up and listening to mariachi music or whatever that stuff is. I was reluctant to park my bike down there, but I made sure my shirt "accidentally" rode up a little exposing my personal protection measure.
She texted and said the front building door was locked and asked me to come to the back. It was through a dark, wooded alley / parking area. Had I not been packing, I would not have gone. But nothing was wrong and she opened up and guided me upstairs. Her apartment was clean but bare of furniture everywhere except the bedroom. She was just moving from Lexington, originating from Dallas, (though her accent is closer to East Texas / Louisana).
Amanda had on a cover-up, black thong, and matching bra. She greeted me with a kiss, but seemed nervous. I tried to put her at ease as we chatted about family, places we've lived, etc. I started removing clothes and she had me lie in the bed for a massage. That usually isn't my thing, and I said no to the oil since showing up at home all greasy and smelling like a coconut wouldn't be wise. The massage was quick but nice. I flipped and she went for DFK and lots of roaming. That went on for awhile until she got down for some deep BBBJ. I'm not crazy for suction over tongue action, but she did it right.
She blew me for some time and switched to her back. She grabbed a suction vibe and alternated from her clit to nips. She has big, pillows boobs and enjoys nipple sucking and play. But while she vibed, I went for DATY and rimming. Everything was clean as a whistle and really pleasant. Amanda like FIV, and maybe would have wanted more digits shoved up inside than I cared to poke. She had one, possibly two, orgasms with a little shaking and some butt-puckering.
We switched again to BBBJ and she rimmed and prodded me this time. The girl has no fear of pleasing someone. We did that for some time, when she hopped on for a grinding CG with those big titles in my face. She got on all fours and told me to hit it wherever I wanted. I put on the helmet and kicked in her backdoor like she was hiding a Haji inside there. Anal is no prob for her and she appeared to prefer it. When I was about to blow, I ripped off the rubber and dumped in her mouth. She took it all held it in until the convulsions stopped then spit. She took care of clean-up and bathroom was clean and available for use.
The only minor issue was a call from her chatty brother when we were done. He was yammering about online gambling or something, so our goodbye was me giving a final wipe of my dick on her towels, patting her ass as she was talking, and heading back out to little Mexico.
Damage was $ . 45 (weird amount, that). If I again have a hankering for a lot of cushion for my pushin', I will definitely repeat.
Brooke (we all know by now).
She switched numbers. Still in that same rundown motel in Jeff with the same handler. I got a text from a number asking if I wanted to come by. After being ghosted countless times, being ripped off, and seeing the marks, I didn't even bother to respond. Buyer (or renter) beware.