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Wrong Samara
She's never posted on Eros or BKS.
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Link
Do you have the link for her? Dm me please.
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They all look good. Curious to hear about these.
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 Originally Posted by HolidayHero
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Hi all senior members.
Beautiful, sexy Samara is coming into town this week (Wed- Fri). For those of you that haven't seen her she is definitely worth your time. Full GFE and very into it. One of my all time top 3 experiences. She doesn't advertise and only sees verified senior members. She is educated, reliable, safe, with no demons.
Catch her if you can!
HH.
Samara who?
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Eros
Originally Posted by HolidayHero
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Hi all senior members.
Beautiful, sexy Samara is coming into town this week (Wed- Fri). For those of you that haven't seen her she is definitely worth your time. Full GFE and very into it. One of my all time top 3 experiences. She doesn't advertise and only sees verified senior members. She is educated, reliable, safe, with no demons.
Catch her if you can!
HH.
She posts on Eros and used to be with BKS.
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Samara. Coming to Town
Hi all senior members.
Beautiful, sexy Samara is coming into town this week (Wed- Fri). For those of you that haven't seen her she is definitely worth your time. Full GFE and very into it. One of my all time top 3 experiences. She doesn't advertise and only sees verified senior members. She is educated, reliable, safe, with no demons.
Catch her if you can!
HH.
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Looking for any info on these fine ladies
Trolling through the usual sites and wondering if any of you has any experiences with any of these girls. May toftt but thought I would ask.
https://sumosear.ch/images/webpage/a...vices/52663927
https://sumosear.ch/images/webpage/c...te-27/52741575
https://sumosear.ch/images/webpage/zara/52684099
This one has posted with at least 3 different numbers.
https://sumosear.ch/images/webpage/h...sires/52681002
Thanks for any insight!
HH.
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Darci
Originally Posted by MContact
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I saw Darci a few days ago at her place right by Hamstead Crossing, near Crabtree. Her rates are unreasonably high, but I was in the area and figured that I would attempt to negotiate with her. She kept discounting the price as I refused her posted rates until I got her to a somewhat reasonable 90 dollars for a qv. Headed her way and started parking a few moments after texting her I arrived only to be bombarded with texts accusing me of "playing" and "lying". Red flag 1. Ignored my better judgement and texted back that I was in front of her place. Got an immediate reply that she's coming to the door, so I walked up to the door. She greeted me at her door with the lights off. Red flag 2. Since I had already ignored my instincts the first time, it was easy to disregard the alarm bells this time. Entered the house and followed her to her "room"a moldy basement room devoid of windows with a mattress on the floor. Red flag 3. I was in the house at this point, so I figure I should stay and teach myself a lesson. She asked for the donation, which I gave her while undressing and making small talk. At this point I started smelling a foul odor, partially sewage, partially fungus, and partially rot. I couldn't pinpoint it at this point, but I figured it was coming from the room. Red flag 4. At this point, I know I'm going to regret this night, but I know I deserve it for not leaving after her paranoid texts. She tells me the electricity is out, and she doesn't know how to fix it, curious since her neighbors both had lit rooms. Red flag 5. Yup, I know I'm in for a nightmare. Start with an unenthusiastic bbj where I begin to pick up stronger whiffs of the aforementioned odor. I try to ignore it and convince myself I can finish quickly and leave. Ask for the cover to be put on while I'm at half-mast and get told she doesn't get on top. Red flag too many at this point. Whatever, I can see the light at the end of the tunnel and trick myself into believing I can salvage the night. We're in missionary, and I'm pumping as fast as I can, but I can't stop smelling this awful scent, and it feels close. I feel myself growing limp, and I hear her exhale directly below me, and I make an unfortunate decision; a mistake that I will never forget as long as I live--I breathe in through my nose. I breathe in the smell of rotting food and decaying corpses. I breathe in an odor that would bring tears to the eyes of Lucifer. I inhale what must be the chemical result of nuclear waste merging with rotting fish. When I tell you I have never been so limp in my life, I mean it. I stop mid-stroke, take off the cover grab my clothes and start walking towards the door before she gets up. I'm falling over myself putting my clothes on and getting my feet into my shoes when she flips the switch and the light turns on (surprise, the electricity is back). As I'm running to the door, I glance back to hear her asking me something, only to see the reason the electricity was gone when I first came in. This girl's mouth looks like if Gollum got a gum infection and really stopped practicing good oral care. This girl's mouth looked like the aftermath of a tectonic plate collision. I've been in this hobby a long time. I've never been so repulsed by the breath or overall odor of a provider like I was by Darci, and I've never seen such a dreadful oral situation in my life. Needless to say, I'm not going back if humanity's survival depended on it. I've included pictures of her as well as a picture of Gollum for comparison. I should've realized that no pictures with teeth meant I was in for the exact opposite of a surprise. I showered 4 times that night, and I still can't get the smell off me. I'm walking into work and it just comes back. I'm getting into my car and there it is. I seriously put hand soap up my nose to end it, but I can still smell it.
https://skipthegames.com/posts/ralei...o/851968804489
https://skipthegames.com/posts/ralei...i/562490011867
Yikes! I haven't seen Darci in probably over 2 years. I stopped seeing her because she plays too many pricing games and her service is mediocre. I saw her a few times for a BBBJ and it wasn't the worst but not the best either. Not nearly as good as you would think considering how much she brags about it. With that being said, something must have really changed over the past couple of years because I don't recall anything like that at all. And I feel like I would have noticed something that bad. Either way, I have thought about going to visit when I have been in a pinch. But this officially marks her off my list forever. Dafuq is going on?
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Originally Posted by PleasureSeeker
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So I was nearby and decided to check this girl out. Price was right at 120 and although she's shorter than the pics indicated, she looked pretty good, clean, no smell of smoke or demons. Everything covered, no DATY and she was strict about cleaning me off with a wipe, etc. Decent CBJ and then she piles lube into her pussy before I start into her in mish. Tight rubber and lots of lube so just okay. Then she says she'll get me a larger cover. Sure. Lubes up again, me as well, and then I'm pounding her in doggie and the view is pretty good with that right leg jacked up on the bed and the other on the floor. Feeling pretty tight and I'm about to blow when I suspect the rubber is slipping. I reach down to grab the hilt of it so recover it but can't feel it at all. I pull out to not come in her and she can barely dig the thing out of herself.
Then the weird. She starts scolding me that I did that on purpose. I told her I did not and how could I have? I told her what happened and I was trying to prevent just that and then she quips: "I have something. " In her broken English. WTF? You have a disease? She giggles and says yes. I am a bit freaked out at this point since I've never had a provider say something like that before. I'm liberally swathing my dick in strong hand sanitizer and washing myself in her sink. Than she starts to laugh and says "Not really. I'm kidding. But I hope you're a smart American. " Damn girl. Not fucking cool. Of course I can't believe anything from a provider, but she was very cautious and clean and I think it just pissed her off. Needless to say, one and done for me due to that bullshit and her rules.
https://escortalligator.com.listcraw...eigh/106534013#.
Pics accurate aside from being shorter? Big tits? Pretty face?
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Latina Recommendations?
In the last few weeks I've been looking to find some more reliable Latina providers after having a great visit with xEva / Lorena. I have seen many bks girls throughout the past year but I'm wondering if there are more consistent providers at a lower rate. GFE is always a plus but not a necessity. Let me know!
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Couldn't agree more
One of my favorite girls currently. I saw her a few weeks back, she says she'll be back in RDU area in mid January.
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Yep
Originally Posted by MContact
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I saw Darci a few days ago at her place right by Hamstead Crossing, near Crabtree. Her rates are unreasonably high, but I was in the area and figured that I would attempt to negotiate with her. She kept discounting the price as I refused her posted rates until I got her to a somewhat reasonable 90 dollars for a qv. Headed her way and started parking a few moments after texting her I arrived only to be bombarded with texts accusing me of "playing" and "lying". Red flag 1. Ignored my better judgement and texted back that I was in front of her place. Got an immediate reply that she's coming to the door, so I walked up to the door. She greeted me at her door with the lights off. Red flag 2. Since I had already ignored my instincts the first time, it was easy to disregard the alarm bells this time. Entered the house and followed her to her "room"a moldy basement room devoid of windows with a mattress on the floor. Red flag 3. I was in the house at this point, so I figure I should stay and teach myself a lesson. She asked for the donation, which I gave her while undressing and making small talk. At this point I started smelling a foul odor, partially sewage, partially fungus, and partially rot. I couldn't pinpoint it at this point, but I figured it was coming from the room. Red flag 4. At this point, I know I'm going to regret this night, but I know I deserve it for not leaving after her paranoid texts. She tells me the electricity is out, and she doesn't know how to fix it, curious since her neighbors both had lit rooms. Red flag 5. Yup, I know I'm in for a nightmare. Start with an unenthusiastic bbj where I begin to pick up stronger whiffs of the aforementioned odor. I try to ignore it and convince myself I can finish quickly and leave. Ask for the cover to be put on while I'm at half-mast and get told she doesn't get on top. Red flag too many at this point. Whatever, I can see the light at the end of the tunnel and trick myself into believing I can salvage the night. We're in missionary, and I'm pumping as fast as I can, but I can't stop smelling this awful scent, and it feels close. I feel myself growing limp, and I hear her exhale directly below me, and I make an unfortunate decision; a mistake that I will never forget as long as I live--I breathe in through my nose. I breathe in the smell of rotting food and decaying corpses. I breathe in an odor that would bring tears to the eyes of Lucifer. I inhale what must be the chemical result of nuclear waste merging with rotting fish. When I tell you I have never been so limp in my life, I mean it. I stop mid-stroke, take off the cover grab my clothes and start walking towards the door before she gets up. I'm falling over myself putting my clothes on and getting my feet into my shoes when she flips the switch and the light turns on (surprise, the electricity is back). As I'm running to the door, I glance back to hear her asking me something, only to see the reason the electricity was gone when I first came in. This girl's mouth looks like if Gollum got a gum infection and really stopped practicing good oral care. This girl's mouth looked like the aftermath of a tectonic plate collision. I've been in this hobby a long time. I've never been so repulsed by the breath or overall odor of a provider like I was by Darci, and I've never seen such a dreadful oral situation in my life. Needless to say, I'm not going back if humanity's survival depended on it. I've included pictures of her as well as a picture of Gollum for comparison. I should've realized that no pictures with teeth meant I was in for the exact opposite of a surprise. I showered 4 times that night, and I still can't get the smell off me. I'm walking into work and it just comes back. I'm getting into my car and there it is. I seriously put hand soap up my nose to end it, but I can still smell it.
https://skipthegames.com/posts/ralei...o/851968804489
https://skipthegames.com/posts/ralei...i/562490011867
Working very hard in those photos not to smile. And STG Paige in Henderson posted recently with similar tightly closed lips. Hopefully not same result.
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Where was the smell coming from?
Originally Posted by MContact
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I saw Darci a few days ago at her place right by Hamstead Crossing, near Crabtree. Her rates are unreasonably high, but I was in the area and figured that I would attempt to negotiate with her. She kept discounting the price as I refused her posted rates until I got her to a somewhat reasonable 90 dollars for a qv. Headed her way and started parking a few moments after texting her I arrived only to be bombarded with texts accusing me of "playing" and "lying". Red flag 1. Ignored my better judgement and texted back that I was in front of her place. Got an immediate reply that she's coming to the door, so I walked up to the door. She greeted me at her door with the lights off. Red flag 2. Since I had already ignored my instincts the first time, it was easy to disregard the alarm bells this time. Entered the house and followed her to her "room"a moldy basement room devoid of windows with a mattress on the floor. Red flag 3. I was in the house at this point, so I figure I should stay and teach myself a lesson. She asked for the donation, which I gave her while undressing and making small talk. At this point I started smelling a foul odor, partially sewage, partially fungus, and partially rot. I couldn't pinpoint it at this point, but I figured it was coming from the room. Red flag 4. At this point, I know I'm going to regret this night, but I know I deserve it for not leaving after her paranoid texts. She tells me the electricity is out, and she doesn't know how to fix it, curious since her neighbors both had lit rooms. Red flag 5. Yup, I know I'm in for a nightmare. Start with an unenthusiastic bbj where I begin to pick up stronger whiffs of the aforementioned odor. I try to ignore it and convince myself I can finish quickly and leave. Ask for the cover to be put on while I'm at half-mast and get told she doesn't get on top. Red flag too many at this point. Whatever, I can see the light at the end of the tunnel and trick myself into believing I can salvage the night. We're in missionary, and I'm pumping as fast as I can, but I can't stop smelling this awful scent, and it feels close. I feel myself growing limp, and I hear her exhale directly below me, and I make an unfortunate decision; a mistake that I will never forget as long as I live--I breathe in through my nose. I breathe in the smell of rotting food and decaying corpses. I breathe in an odor that would bring tears to the eyes of Lucifer. I inhale what must be the chemical result of nuclear waste merging with rotting fish. When I tell you I have never been so limp in my life, I mean it. I stop mid-stroke, take off the cover grab my clothes and start walking towards the door before she gets up. I'm falling over myself putting my clothes on and getting my feet into my shoes when she flips the switch and the light turns on (surprise, the electricity is back). As I'm running to the door, I glance back to hear her asking me something, only to see the reason the electricity was gone when I first came in. This girl's mouth looks like if Gollum got a gum infection and really stopped practicing good oral care. This girl's mouth looked like the aftermath of a tectonic plate collision. I've been in this hobby a long time. I've never been so repulsed by the breath or overall odor of a provider like I was by Darci, and I've never seen such a dreadful oral situation in my life. Needless to say, I'm not going back if humanity's survival depended on it. I've included pictures of her as well as a picture of Gollum for comparison. I should've realized that no pictures with teeth meant I was in for the exact opposite of a surprise. I showered 4 times that night, and I still can't get the smell off me. I'm walking into work and it just comes back. I'm getting into my car and there it is. I seriously put hand soap up my nose to end it, but I can still smell it.
https://skipthegames.com/posts/ralei...o/851968804489
https://skipthegames.com/posts/ralei...i/562490011867
Was the foul smell coming from her mouth or her snatch?
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Dear god
Originally Posted by MContact
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I saw Darci a few days ago at her place right by Hamstead Crossing, near Crabtree. Her rates are unreasonably high, but I was in the area and figured that I would attempt to negotiate with her. She kept discounting the price as I refused her posted rates until I got her to a somewhat reasonable 90 dollars for a qv. Headed her way and started parking a few moments after texting her I arrived only to be bombarded with texts accusing me of "playing" and "lying". Red flag 1. Ignored my better judgement and texted back that I was in front of her place. Got an immediate reply that she's coming to the door, so I walked up to the door. She greeted me at her door with the lights off. Red flag 2. Since I had already ignored my instincts the first time, it was easy to disregard the alarm bells this time. Entered the house and followed her to her "room"a moldy basement room devoid of windows with a mattress on the floor. Red flag 3. I was in the house at this point, so I figure I should stay and teach myself a lesson. She asked for the donation, which I gave her while undressing and making small talk. At this point I started smelling a foul odor, partially sewage, partially fungus, and partially rot. I couldn't pinpoint it at this point, but I figured it was coming from the room. Red flag 4. At this point, I know I'm going to regret this night, but I know I deserve it for not leaving after her paranoid texts. She tells me the electricity is out, and she doesn't know how to fix it, curious since her neighbors both had lit rooms. Red flag 5. Yup, I know I'm in for a nightmare. Start with an unenthusiastic bbj where I begin to pick up stronger whiffs of the aforementioned odor. I try to ignore it and convince myself I can finish quickly and leave. Ask for the cover to be put on while I'm at half-mast and get told she doesn't get on top. Red flag too many at this point. Whatever, I can see the light at the end of the tunnel and trick myself into believing I can salvage the night. We're in missionary, and I'm pumping as fast as I can, but I can't stop smelling this awful scent, and it feels close. I feel myself growing limp, and I hear her exhale directly below me, and I make an unfortunate decision; a mistake that I will never forget as long as I live--I breathe in through my nose. I breathe in the smell of rotting food and decaying corpses. I breathe in an odor that would bring tears to the eyes of Lucifer. I inhale what must be the chemical result of nuclear waste merging with rotting fish. When I tell you I have never been so limp in my life, I mean it. I stop mid-stroke, take off the cover grab my clothes and start walking towards the door before she gets up. I'm falling over myself putting my clothes on and getting my feet into my shoes when she flips the switch and the light turns on (surprise, the electricity is back).
You make bad choices but you are certainly ready for stand up comedy with that delicious writing of yours.
You got me at "so I figure I should stay and teach myself a lesson". Man, I don't hobby, but I read for these kind of posts, this was awesome, keep on going, and get tested in a few weeks. Stay safe and consider leaving next time.
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Nightmare with Darci
I saw Darci a few days ago at her place right by Hamstead Crossing, near Crabtree. Her rates are unreasonably high, but I was in the area and figured that I would attempt to negotiate with her. She kept discounting the price as I refused her posted rates until I got her to a somewhat reasonable 90 dollars for a qv. Headed her way and started parking a few moments after texting her I arrived only to be bombarded with texts accusing me of "playing" and "lying". Red flag 1. Ignored my better judgement and texted back that I was in front of her place. Got an immediate reply that she's coming to the door, so I walked up to the door. She greeted me at her door with the lights off. Red flag 2. Since I had already ignored my instincts the first time, it was easy to disregard the alarm bells this time. Entered the house and followed her to her "room"a moldy basement room devoid of windows with a mattress on the floor. Red flag 3. I was in the house at this point, so I figure I should stay and teach myself a lesson. She asked for the donation, which I gave her while undressing and making small talk. At this point I started smelling a foul odor, partially sewage, partially fungus, and partially rot. I couldn't pinpoint it at this point, but I figured it was coming from the room. Red flag 4. At this point, I know I'm going to regret this night, but I know I deserve it for not leaving after her paranoid texts. She tells me the electricity is out, and she doesn't know how to fix it, curious since her neighbors both had lit rooms. Red flag 5. Yup, I know I'm in for a nightmare. Start with an unenthusiastic bbj where I begin to pick up stronger whiffs of the aforementioned odor. I try to ignore it and convince myself I can finish quickly and leave. Ask for the cover to be put on while I'm at half-mast and get told she doesn't get on top. Red flag too many at this point. Whatever, I can see the light at the end of the tunnel and trick myself into believing I can salvage the night. We're in missionary, and I'm pumping as fast as I can, but I can't stop smelling this awful scent, and it feels close. I feel myself growing limp, and I hear her exhale directly below me, and I make an unfortunate decision; a mistake that I will never forget as long as I live--I breathe in through my nose. I breathe in the smell of rotting food and decaying corpses. I breathe in an odor that would bring tears to the eyes of Lucifer. I inhale what must be the chemical result of nuclear waste merging with rotting fish. When I tell you I have never been so limp in my life, I mean it. I stop mid-stroke, take off the cover grab my clothes and start walking towards the door before she gets up. I'm falling over myself putting my clothes on and getting my feet into my shoes when she flips the switch and the light turns on (surprise, the electricity is back). As I'm running to the door, I glance back to hear her asking me something, only to see the reason the electricity was gone when I first came in. This girl's mouth looks like if Gollum got a gum infection and really stopped practicing good oral care. This girl's mouth looked like the aftermath of a tectonic plate collision. I've been in this hobby a long time. I've never been so repulsed by the breath or overall odor of a provider like I was by Darci, and I've never seen such a dreadful oral situation in my life. Needless to say, I'm not going back if humanity's survival depended on it. I've included pictures of her as well as a picture of Gollum for comparison. I should've realized that no pictures with teeth meant I was in for the exact opposite of a surprise. I showered 4 times that night, and I still can't get the smell off me. I'm walking into work and it just comes back. I'm getting into my car and there it is. I seriously put hand soap up my nose to end it, but I can still smell it.
https://skipthegames.com/posts/ralei...o/851968804489
https://skipthegames.com/posts/ralei...i/562490011867
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