Saturday started like the usual day. Look on a bunch of useless websites for some poontang. Get a text from a regular that her husband is divorcing her and that he hired a wildly expensive attorney and that I have to find her a wildly inexpensive attorney. Text a girl of RUBMD who offers me an 8 o'clock and then disappears. This one:
[URL]https://rubmd.com/los-angeles-ca/3a87d2ff-cca3-42d5-8b0b-98c6054d4e3b[/URL]
But I am in west Hollywood. Home of the 7 dollar mocha at go get them tiger and it am near 8155 SM, so I make sure I have the cash and find parking on Norton.
The vibe in boystown is subdued. There were the typical old queens having fro yo with the typical tight shorts and shaved legs, there were some fag hags at the go get them tiger, and there were a few brain dead types wearing masks walking in the bookstore.
I do a little wait in that parking lot by 8155 and walk in. It must have been shift change or something. No security guard and the door was open to the main room.
The prices are something for 30 min. Irrelevant, the 30 minutes at 8155 is the time it takes for the emo mamasan to knock on the door at the second your penor enters the tech. It is 80 for 45 min and 99 for an hour. If you can stay in that viral infested maelstrom for an hour, ask for the change of a dollar I guess.
I pay the 80 and emo kind of remembers me. She says she will give me a good looking girl. I was going to ask for a lineup but I recall that there is a supply chain issue with Latina prostitutes due to president burden sending infant formula to the border.
I am escorted to the room in the very epicenter of this shithole and emo tells me there is a pillow. This is a new accoutrement apparently. Walking with emo is an understudy of some unclear ethnicity who looks like she survived being eaten alive by alligators.
I get in and get nekkid and wait face down. In walks Claudia a Colombian who has a great body in a dress, with a very plain face. She does a two minute massage after asking me if I have been there before and whether the yankees (fucken 24-9 as of this post) are peaking too early.
She asks me to turn over, grabs my cock a little and gets about a gallon of rubbing alcohol to prep me for what might be a fuck or a kidney transplant.
Now, I am not very good at this, but Claudia must have ass implants. I have never seen something like that ass, it is formidable. But, it is as soft and juicy as a gelson's casaba melon. So maybe it is real. She has natural tits and no real evidence of a third world c-section. She puts on the rubber, does a 75 second CBJ and jumps on, then we do mish then doggie and then I pull out to do more mish, and pull out cause I was getting tired and wanted to be jerked off. Due to the size of her fucken ass there was no way to do flat doggie. I would need an extra foot on my cock to get in at that angle.
She starts jerking me off with the condom, and I use my Spanish skills to ask for a bare handy, but she says, no, for our mutual protection. Now, I do not want to get into the whole physics and biology of masturbation, but if my spooge communicated anything, I and all of goldfinger would be dead.
I was now in panic state, kind of like when you realize that the last time the US used a lend lease program to help a foreign country we ended up fighting a ground war in the alsace. There was no way I was going to burp in the bag from a handie.
So I ask for more doggie and boyos, I managed to finish but my knees paid for it against that hard as granite new Hampshire rock doing doggie.
Claudia is certainly the hottest girl on shift. As I walked out, there were like two housekeeper types that I saw with cheap ass make up. Claudia is Colombian and knows the most important words at 8155, namely, have you been here before, turn over, and doggie.
Tip was 120 so total was 200.
