Streetwalker Reports

[QUOTE=Piddybo;2091828]The one that uses this post...

[URL]http://baltimore.backpage.com/FemaleEscorts/new-in-town-and-want-to-play-25/9061498[/URL]

Is not a SW now but is a severe addict. I called her up and asked to verify herself via nude pic and she sent me a pic of her and another girl and her hands were swollen. I called her out on them and she admitted it. She said she doesn't walk but does shoot up. Don't fall for the 1.0 up-sell. I got her to .6 for BBBJ, Covered sex, facial, pics and videos.[/QUOTE]Is she any good?

[QUOTE=BoloBellgrande;2100071]I happened to be on around the day Dallas returned to the WW loop. I assume she was around before because she announced, " I'm back " , while twirling around and showing off her figure for everyone to see. I reported then, that she was a 10 on the SW scale and looked like a civi. She came in the rent a room place and sat down, she smiled at me and gave me the look. I passed cause I was waiting on some one else. If I had dated her, I would have definitely offered the standered 40 for half and half. You should be grateful she did you as long as she did, I low ball certain SW cause they are a 1 on the SW scale and I refuse to pay more than a Jackson. Dirty Denise, Pipi, and tom boy Tina , among others are my appetizer SW, then I move on to better ones that I pay the standered rate to.[/QUOTE]I have only received oral satisfaction from Dallas, and as far as I know .20 is standard tuition for skull in Bemore.

Made it down to be-more last week and had the chance to meet Lilly at the Circle on W / W. All and all I had a good time. Got everything on the menu, along with pictures and video for the normal price of half and half. Cute little starfish that I just couldn't get all the way in, no matter how hard I pushed. Treat her well gentlemen, she was very friendly.

Shitty.

Caught my old buddy last week. We went back and did everything filthy we could think of.

Have some evidence on [URL]xvideos.com[/URL].

[QUOTE=Loyola;2100851]Met this young lady a few times. She can be fun when she is focused. Oral skills are amazing but doesn't like to be on the receiving end. Willing to trade.[/QUOTE]I have had great sessions with reciprocation demanded. She can be voracious about it!

[QUOTE=StealthMode;2098963]If she is walking the streets and looks good, then give her a little more. But do not mess up the market. There is a reason why she isn't on Backspace. Treat her well, but do not give in to temptation for a nut. There are plenty of good looking girls out there that will go with the standard rates.[/QUOTE]This is such a debated topic. In the end, do what feels right and good to you. You want to empty your pocket for a pee touch, then so be it. If you walk away feeling good about your choice, then do that. None here are handing you dough for you spend.

Cool Spring night as I pull into a side street from the main road and now the rain come -.

A misty fog is stagnant over the asphalt pavement: a thick impenetrable curtain. It suddenly parts and Taylor (a 25 year old fresh faced blonde from Delaware) emerges.

As Taylor draws near I realizes that she's wet. Her sheer Summer dress is a winner in any wet T-shirt contest, the fabric clings tightly to her breasts like Kate Upton's banned photos on you-tube.

My eyes widen. My mouth drops. I gawked like an awestruck school boy peeping into a girls shower after gym class as Taylor shivers next to the passenger side window.

When I'the regained my faculty, she's already sitting next to me. "You don't mind if I turn on the heater, do you?" Taylor asks rhetorically and reaches for the thermostat.

Her eyes narrow in a mischievous way and her flowing strawberry blond hair cascades wildly in front of the air vent "see'mom, let's get out of here" she says with a curious little smile hanging on her lips.

Taylor beams knowingly at me as if she knows something that I don't, or haven't yet come to the realization of; something only a woman's intuition could offer. Usually within the first 15 to 30 seconds of meeting a new guy.

"Sure darling, you betcha." as I grin, and nodded. A while later, in a dark parking lot;.

We sat and ate pizza in the front seat of my SUV and watched the traffic go by in the pouring rain. I laughed and carry-on like I haven't done in a long time, not since before my divorce a little over a year ago. Taylor seems like a real cool chick!

I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. With a silly little grin on my face I sat back against the lumbar support eyeing the sparse traffic with their diminishing tail lights fading into the heavy down pour.

Suddenly, I felt a touch to my arm. I glanced over at Taylor. Her soft bedroom eyes beckoned meaningfully with that perfect combination of submissiveness and passion. As irresistible as the Sunrise. I moved in for the kiss.

To my mild surprise, Taylor reciprocated passionately with deep french kisses as if I was her long lost lover. "Take me" she whispered firmly as she guided my right hand to cup her perfectly shaped 36 C breast. She then playfully reached down and begin to caress my rapidly stiffen cock.

Taylor unzipped my jeans, took out my cock, which was absolutely raging at this point, into her wonderfully warm mouth and took it all the way down to the back of her throat! I reckon if there was any doubts in my mind as to who was in charge of the moment went straight out of window right then and there. For I am totally at her mercy as Taylor alternate between sucking my throbbing cock with wet rimming action.

But then, it was time for me to own up as a man. I flip Taylor over onto her stomach and begin to caress her bared back with the tip of my fingers. Her perfectly shaped apple bottom wiggled tentatively as my throbbing cock glided over her forbidden entrance.

Furtively, Taylor, with her striking green eyes glanced over her shoulders at me "go for it then, if you must" she pouted between her heavy breathing "but please don't hurt me" she further contends through her voluptuously ripened lips.

For a brief moment, time seemed to stand still. On the one hand, perverse passion as unyielding as my raging hard-on transcends all rational. Then, on the other hand; temperance.

I contemplated, I did, for about a nanosecond. But in the end, as inevitable as the onrushing tide crashing towards the shore, savage desire prevailed; being bad never felt so right.

Slowly, the pink skin around her pleasure cavity expended, conforming, devouring my engorged cock as I pushed ever deeper into her. I was totally and helplessly enthralled with euphoria. All that came between us was that perfect synchronicity of our moans as I pumped away rhythmically, stabbing her love canal balls deep with my throbbing shaft.

Suddenly, her hands tighten. Her nail digs into my wrists, and her moan of passion reaches a climatic crescendo "Oh my god, I'm coming... I'm coming." as her trembling voice contends. "I want to feel you're warmth inside me... Please give it to me now." Taylor, now shrieks in demand.

The world around me was spinning out of control as I hang on for dear life. But "Who am I to denied her" was the only thought that went through my mind. I can't hold back any longer. I blasted my load deep inside her again, and again.

Wow, WAF at # - would be a monumental understatement as I lay next to her with nothing more to give. Time has lost all meanings.

I never realize how acute my senses were as the rain continue to pour. I could almost pick out the cadence of each individual rain drop as it pelted against the back window.

Holding her hand in mine, Taylor beams meaningfully at me, again, with that curious little smile. Now I know.

I don't remember exactly what happened next, after we both got dressed. Just random acts of habit flashing by in montage;.

- Breaking out a fresh pack of Marlboro reds, I took one out, and tilted the open pack towards her in offering.

- I flick open the top of an old Zippo with a Ping, coaxing it to flame, and lit both cigarettes.

- Taylor closed her eyes, takes a long drag, and exhale satisfyingly as smoke exits her pursed lips.

I smiled contently, with a cigarette in hand I slid back into the plush driver's seat and closed my eyes.

The ensuing rush of pure euphoria was beyond the capability of any written words could convey. This was definitely a most singularly pleasurable, a pure, unadulterated encounter, indeed.

-Fox.

State vice was flooding Brooklyn this late afternoon with vice trying to get the girls. I saw 4 or 5 that I recognized cruising be / CB and meeting end of 6th st. The smart ones took a break for awhile.

Saw Jenn walking, long dark hair black yoga pants holding the phone by her ear walking. She saw LE and left the area. I will bet they will be over the WW. If they see you pickup a girl, they will tag team follow you and then bust you when your parked. Be careful.

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[QUOTE=Crofton33;2101820]This is such a debated topic. In the end, do what feels right and good to you. You want to empty your pocket for a pee touch, then so be it. If you walk away feeling good about your choice, then do that. None here are handing you dough for you spend.[/QUOTE]I hear you. I've been around the block a few times and mostly gave up the hobby because the risk just wasn't worth the reward anymore. The quality of girls has become a joke. I try a girl on BP every now and then, but they can be hit or miss.

The girl in question in no way appeared to be a SW and blew away most BP girls. I tried to bargain and offered to meet her half way. She told me I could drop her off. We turned around and I could see she was not going to give in and did not want to let this one get away. I'll take one expensive hotie over 50 of the zombies walking the streets any day. It worked out for me, I got her number and have repeated. The second time was better than the first due to the inside location.

After my first encounter with her, I dropped her at her car and watched her drive away. How many SW have a car?

[QUOTE=Crofton33;2101819]I have had great sessions with reciprocation demanded. She can be voracious about it![/QUOTE]Crofton, your inbox is full. I have a question for you. Enjoy the holiday.

[QUOTE=RKirk;2102257]Crofton, your inbox is full. I have a question for you. Enjoy the holiday.[/QUOTE]I made room and cleared out box.

Is anyone buying this one? LOL! Awesome story though. I did get a knobbie when I read the passage about her unzipping your pants. Oh, if only a few slices of pizza were all that was required to separate a lovely young honey from her panties. Keep exercising your literary muscles, and maybe someday well be reading your version of "Fifty Shades of Grey".

I was out yesterday afternoon on all the loops. Heavy LE presence, and very few SW's. None of my numbers worked, so I came up high and dry. If I keep trying though, maybe I'll eventually run into my own little Taylor. Fingers crossed!

Baltoman.

[QUOTE=AgentMulder;2101895]Cool Spring night as I pull into a side street from the main road and now the rain come -.

A misty fog is stagnant over the asphalt pavement: a thick impenetrable curtain. It suddenly parts and Taylor (a 25 year old fresh faced blonde from Delaware) emerges.

As Taylor draws near I realizes that she's wet. Her sheer Summer dress is a winner in any wet T-shirt contest, the fabric clings tightly to her breasts like Kate Upton's banned photos on you-tube.

My eyes widen. My mouth drops. I gawked like an awestruck school boy peeping into a girls shower after gym class as Taylor shivers next to the passenger side window.

When I'the regained my faculty, she's already sitting next to me. "You don't mind if I turn on the heater, do you?" Taylor asks rhetorically and reaches for the thermostat.

Her eyes narrow in a mischievous way and her flowing strawberry blond hair cascades wildly in front of the air vent "see'mom, let's get out of here" she says with a curious little smile hanging on her lips.

Taylor beams knowingly at me as if she knows something that I don't, or haven't yet come to the realization of; something only a woman's intuition could offer. Usually within the first 15 to 30 seconds of meeting a new guy.

"Sure darling, you betcha." as I grin, and nodded. A while later, in a dark parking lot;.

We sat and ate pizza in the front seat of my SUV and watched the traffic go by in the pouring rain. I laughed and carry-on like I haven't done in a long time, not since before my divorce a little over a year ago. Taylor seems like a real cool chick!

I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. With a silly little grin on my face I sat back against the lumbar support eyeing the sparse traffic with their diminishing tail lights fading into the heavy down pour.

Suddenly, I felt a touch to my arm. I glanced over at Taylor. Her soft bedroom eyes beckoned meaningfully with that perfect combination of submissiveness and passion. As irresistible as the Sunrise. I moved in for the kiss.

To my mild surprise, Taylor reciprocated passionately with deep french kisses as if I was her long lost lover. "Take me" she whispered firmly as she guided my right hand to cup her perfectly shaped 36 C breast. She then playfully reached down and begin to caress my rapidly stiffen cock.

Taylor unzipped my jeans, took out my cock, which was absolutely raging at this point, into her wonderfully warm mouth and took it all the way down to the back of her throat! I reckon if there was any doubts in my mind as to who was in charge of the moment went straight out of window right then and there. For I am totally at her mercy as Taylor alternate between sucking my throbbing cock with wet rimming action.

-Fox.[/QUOTE]

[QUOTE=Baltoman;2102267]Is anyone buying this one? LOL! Awesome story though. I did get a knobbie when I read the passage about her unzipping your pants. Oh if only a few slices of pizza were all that was required to separate a lovely young honey from her panties. Keep exercising your literary muscles, and maybe someday well be reading your version of "Shades of Gray".

I was out yesterday afternoon on all the loops. Heavy LE presence, and very few SW's. None of my numbers worked, so I came up high and dry. If I keep trying though, maybe I'll eventually run into my own little Taylor. Fingers crossed!

Baltoman.[/QUOTE]Loved the read. Took me back to my pre-teen years reading with a flashlight under the covers. I had the make myself a drink and a sandwich and read it again!

[QUOTE=Baltoman;2102267]Is anyone buying this one? LOL! Awesome story though. I did get a knobbie when I read the passage about her unzipping your pants. Oh if only a few slices of pizza were all that was required to separate a lovely young honey from her panties. Keep exercising your literary muscles, and maybe someday well be reading your version of "Shades of Gray".

I was out yesterday afternoon on all the loops. Heavy LE presence, and very few SW's. None of my numbers worked, so I came up high and dry. If I keep trying though, maybe I'll eventually run into my own little Taylor. Fingers crossed!

Baltoman.[/QUOTE]Stander tuition plus some extras = Taylor. LOL.

And on a separate note, aside from fornication; yes, fingers crossed!