Who's Walking Down the Streets of Our City, Smiling at Everybody She Sees
Who's reaching out to capture a moment, everyone knows it's Windy. Who's peeking out from under a stairway, calling out a name that's lighter than air. Who's bending down to give me a rainbow, everyone knows it's Windy. And Windy has stormy eyes, that flash at the sound of buys. And Windy has wings that fly above the sky. Everybody knows- it's Windy. Met her on aloha st. About 3 weeks ago. Said she was from college park and related she doesn't come down here very often. Also said she's not like the other girls -she doesn't chase it. Well, well lo and behold she slowly became a princess of the night. She called out my name and off we went.
Can I Just Jump Out of the Airplane
Tooling down near Jordan street last night but what did I see- a 4' 9" 80# super spinner. Pulled up next to her and she jumps in. " Marty" she shouts, (she always screws up my name). OMG its Erica. She's usually up on 44th. What a huge mistake. She starts her monger groan list. "Marty can I get a cigarette," I get them- while frantically looking for my antacids. "Can I have 2. " Can't find my Tums- bad week to be out of those. I tell her that she's been getting bad reviews on USASG. She says " I don't give a fuck". Oh man here we go. "What's in that cup. " She exclaims. Orange juice I say. "Can I have some" as she drains the cup. I'm getting a headache- my bottle of Ibuprofen is empty- bad time of the month for that. " Marty, let me borrow your make up"- as she grabs my make up tray, (I keep makeup for the girls). Now I know I need a drink- can't find my bottle of JD- damn, not the right week to be out of liquor. Next " Marty can I have one of your dresses" (I keep dresses for the girls). No I say, while scanning my stash spot for an oxycontin pill. Not a good day to be out of pills. Finally I've had enough- I hit the ejection button. (Had a Martin -Baker F-14 Tomcat seat) installed just for this purpose. She flies out of the car and is flung 300' feet in the air, as she is floating down I hear her say -"Marty- you still owe me for this date- mother fucker".
Oh Shit StrokinJoe memorialized
[QUOTE=Montes2;2542219]Wow. All those letter strung together -trying to figure this out- what's Santa up to -either that's Santa bragging or may be he's put a code in their he wants us to figure out. Ran the letters thru an app of mine called- deciphering hidden roman numerals- the machine crunched and a surprising number came out- 2025. Hmm what's he up to. After many minutes I had it figured out. He wants us to speculate on what the trail will be like in 2025. I said I'll take a shot at that. So here goes.
Sitting in my living room watching 3-dee porn, I decided to take my hand off my cock- and go for the real thing- on good old Orange Blossom Trail. Spoke into my kiosk -wrapped around my neck and said. Program the car for standard route OBT. The self-driving electric car was now ready for prime time. Got in and arrived on the trail. All the girls have super smart phones now and when their ready- they set their transponders on trick. This sends out a signal as to where they are. Over the last ten years the girls have all switched to the super drug. Flacca. (Which I encountered in South Fla ten years ago.) Flacca turns the girls into Super -Ho's. What is a SSW- their turned on enough to whisper in your ear the whole time your fucking them -your favorite fantasy. Finally drove by blossom park and see that it has been replaced by Joe's HO PARK. And in the front entry way is a bronze statue of Joe. With his hand on his dick and the other hand on his keyboard. HOHOHOHOHOHOH[/QUOTE]At Joe's HO PARK LOL. Take care. Santa. Ho Ho Ho.
"The Best Blow Job In Orlando".
[QUOTE=StrokinJoe;2542512]So I ended up staying Sunday night at the DazeInn so of course I'm hanging around my fave Racetrac where there's always something going on. I see this light skinned thin black or latina spinner with short hair with blondish red streaks and short black shorts lookin good. Then she disappears and I'm like fuck me man, my type even has tats on her thighs. So I hang around the vacuum for about 10 minutes, around 9 ish hadn't been dark too long and I said fuck it so I leave and go to Checkers to get my grub on. Like 5 minutes later she walks up to my door as I'm finishing my food and taps on my window and like "I saw you at the Racetrac" and I'm like NO SHIT, you need a ride right? I'm done eating anyway and she gets in and we drive off and she immediately unzips me and pulls out StrokinJoe Jr. , or SJJr and starts rubbing on him and says "I know what you want" and again I'm like NO SHIT then she says she gives, what, "The Best Blow Job In Orlando". You know how many of them I've had so I ask her how much and she quotes me 50, that's FIFTY checkers and I'm like, are you fucking crazy? That's Wendy from Dizzy World crazy! I countered with 20 and 10 if she swallowed every drop or I would drop her back off and she said ok then I asked her if a room date would be ok since we were 2 blocks away and she said ok but definitely wanted 30 and maybe a little tip if she was "that good" which I agreed. In the room she took her top off and nice little tits, very cute with a few tats on her arms and her name scripted on the side of her neck. Very good and sloppy and wet, but not too deep with lots of ball juggling and CIM with spit in the sink which was ok. I think she actually tried to swallow but started gagging lol. Long story short, probably too late for that, she got 40 checkers from me and walked out of the room when we were done and back down the Trail. Kinda like the old S8 days. Said her name was Valerie to which I responded "NO SHIT, it's on your neck" and she says she's out her all the time. Bbitch I'm out here all the time and I've NEVER seen you. But I wouldn't mind seeing you again. Then I called it a weekend. SJ.[/QUOTE]Yeah but is she a fuckin Top 5 contender? Ho Ho Ho.