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I saw this fairy named Mocha, a few days ago. Saw her in the early morning hours one day. I text her several times last year, but I wasn't too really feeling her rates. She wanted $130 for an incall qv and $160 for an outcall qv. Eekk. Too rich for my blood. I once text her when she was doing $120 qv, but she said that she was at a hotel down in Forest Park.
I'll pass on that. I already knew that ain't nothing but some hood rat ass hotel. I wouldn't pay anything more than 80 bones for anything down in Forest Park. Anyways, saw her posting again on this night for $100 qv and I thought I was dreaming. LOL. In reality, I'm figuring this chic's well done ran dry and she needs to make some fast money.
Don't they always. The dry well or should I say, the dry pocketbook, always humbles them. I text her and she text me back right away saying that she does outcalls only. Ok. I really don't like inviting too many of these wild birds into my crib, but she looked like she could be trusted. I think. She's been posting for a good half of a year now.
I text her my address and she text me back telling me that she was only 16 minutes away. Ok. I told her that I had to go to the ATM and she text back telling me that she was leaving now. Wow! This chic seemed to be in rush to get to that bread. I hope she won't be in a rush to run through the session, too. Smh.
I headed to the ATM and she text me while I was in there, that she was now 10 minutes away. Yikes!! I reached back home and she text me once again that she was now 3 minutes away. OMG! This chic is hauling ass. I jumped into my bathroom sink to take a quick bird / ho bath and text her my apartment number.
I usually never text them my apartment number, as I just meet them outside to see who they're driving with and what kind of car they're driving. I could tell if a session is going to be good or bad, based on the car a chic drives. LOL. Beat up shit cars usually equals shit session. LOL, again.
After I finished taking my bird bath, I checked my phone again and she text me that she was outside my door. Shit, this chic don't play. I opened by door to meet a dark skinned chic standing right In front of it. I invited her into my lush palace and asked her if she's ever lived in apartment complex before. She found my apartment waay too easily.
She claimed that she wasn't even from Atlanta, but I'm not buying that. Either she's been to my complex before or she does pussy (door) dash or something. My place is in the back where most people have a hard time finding it. This chic found my place waay too easily. Anyways, she made it into my lush palace and looked pretty plain in the face.
Her hair was short and uncombed and she was wearing a black jacket over a pink t shirt and black jogging pants. Looked kinda homely and I was a bit worried for myself. LOL. If I saw her walking around downtown, I would have sworn she was homeless. LOL, again. Her clothing and whole look gave off that homeless vibe.
We chatted for a bit as she was very friendly and talkative. She told me that she was having problems with her car and she was driving a rent a car. Right. Claimed her car needed an alignment. Sure. After the idle chit chat, I eventually gave her the 100 bones, to which she counted and placed off into her jacket. She then started stripping and I was like, "Damn, this chic's got a pretty nice body".
She was hiding a lot under those jogging pants and t shirt. She's 5'6 and around 138-142 lbs atlethic body. Her breastess'es were C cups with mild hang time and stretch marks around them. Her stomach was flat, with no stretch marks or any signs of childbirth. And her ass was a juicy athletic ass with no stretch marks or cellulite.
It was a juicy onion that was definitely sticking out there. I stripped myself, as she pulled out one of her condoms while asking me if I had my own. I said no at first, then asked her why she asked me that. She said that her condom had spermicide in it and she hates the taste of spermicide. Ok. So, why did you buy them then. Smdh.
I gave her one of my thin trojans instead and we got started. She gots down on her knees before me and I asked her to start me off with a bare hanny at 1st. She did just that with a dry ass hand. No spit used at all. While she was hand jobbing me off, she told me about a guy she was face timing with right before she came to see me.
She said that the guy kept telling her that he wanted to take her out with him. LOL. She said that she likes to be blunt with people and told him that she is an escort and she sells pussy. Wow! At least she isn't delusional about what she is and what she's doing for a living. Unlike some some guys on here that believe they're a Sugar Daddy helping out some Sugar Baby with various positions on top of a bed at a local hotel room. LOL.
Anyways, after 4 minutes of a bare hand job, she placed the cover onto my half mast johnson and commenced with the covered suckie. The covered suckie was ok. Mild suction with a good amount of saliva dripping down my pole and onto her right hand. She used her right hand to grip the base of my pole while sucking. She said that she does BBJ for an extra 40, but I wouldn't pay for it.
It was just ok. She sucked me off for a good 5 minutes, then stopped when she figured I was ready. I was almost there, but whatever. She bent over my couch in doggie and awaited my arrival. I tried to enter her in doggie, but she was either too tight or too dry. She claimed that she was tight, but I'll be the judge of that.
After 3 minutes of not gaining any entry, I asked her if I could use some of my own real lube. She said sure and said that she was surprised that I was prepared. Hmm. I wish I could say the same about you. Smdh. Anyways, I lubed up my covered cock with that good ole Astro glide and made my re-entry. I was finally able to get in there, as her twat felt snug around my cock.
She also had ring around the poopa shoot (ashy butthole) and a slight to mild rank scent. Typical. Her body smelled fresh and clean, though. Hmm. I got's ta' stroking and she was giving me some good moans and groans throughout. Switched her to missionary on her back and she was giving me some good moans and groans again, with eyes open and engaging.
While stroking her in mish, she asked me if I liked that pussy and I said, "Yes ma'am I do" (with lube)! Her twat felt snug around my cock with lube, without, I couldn't even get the head in there. Note to others, bring some lube. You're going to need it!! She also had some slight nicotine breathe. Cigarette head!
I blew my load a few minutes later, then told her that I was done with her. She got dressed and I smelled the slab and it smelled like a slab. Good thing. She's worth a good visit or 2. Nice body and prompt outcall. Just needs to wash around the edges and lotion up her butthole. I hate looking down at ashy assholes!
Once she started to get dressed, I noticed that she had no bra on under her shirt and no underwear on under her jogging pants. She got fully dressed and headed towards my front door with her bare ass feet. I looked down and noticed that she had no shoes or socks on either. When she got close to my door, she realized that she left her shoes behind her. Hmm.
She walked back to put on her shoes and I looked over on my couch to see her phone still sitting there. What in the world of dizzyness is going on with this chic? She done forgot her shoes and phone and was leaving my crib without them. Weird. What's worse was that she was wearing no bra, underwear or socks.
What kind of Neanderthal shit is this? I don't know too many chic's that don't wear bras, underwear or socks in combination. Weird. I'm starting to bellieve that she does live downtown. Under the bridge! LOL. I wished her farewell and told her that I would check her out again, sometimes.
She's got a very nice body, just needs to clean up better. I'll give her a "7. 5" in looks and a "6. 5" in service.
