Here's my last TJ trip report, edited by Mickey Spilane.
I walked into the Chicago club like so many times before. The smell of over perfumed hags, gags the nostrals like a Golden Retreiver caught in a spring rain. Then I saw her, nothing special, just a fresher version of meat in the locker that hadn't aged like the Sunday night prime rib special at Sizzler. I said to her, let's go up stairs, she said $60?
When we got to the room, she took a shower, taking care to hose of the sweat from under her arm pits, cracks, and crevaces. After she toweled off I knew I had a fresh young whore, the kind of whore that hadn't be riden too hard and put away wet too many times. A fresh young whore who if she wasn't working here, she could easily be asking "You want fries with that?" at the local A&W.
She went to work fast, placing the rubber in her mouth, here mouth on my purple headed warrior. She sucked like there was freedom stored up in the base of my balls, or like I had a golf ball resting at my anus and she was going to suck until that golf ball traveled up the shaft of my tube steak into her teenage mouth. we started with MISH, followed by K-9, followed by CG, followed by my meat going soft at half time. After half time she suked me up again until it was time to finish off rodeo style, slapping her shaking, quivering, rump. After an explosion I laid back on the bed, exhausted, laughing thinking "heh heh...this rules dude". I gathered up my strength and said thanks doll. we walked back down stairs to the bar and parted company.
The lack of air conditioning spit me back onto the street, where I partook of street tacos from the vending stand just outside of Club Chicago. I ate two tacos, then two more, they were so damn good. After catching my breath and trading tips with anouther SoCal monger enjoying the tacos, the viagra started to kick in again. I felt like Michael Jackson at a cub scout meeting.
I made my way down the street to the place accross from AB featuring the line up of girls in the Catholic School Girl outfits, and started the second inning of my TJ mongering trip.
I walked into the Chicago club like so many times before. The smell of over perfumed hags, gags the nostrals like a Golden Retreiver caught in a spring rain. Then I saw her, nothing special, just a fresher version of meat in the locker that hadn't aged like the Sunday night prime rib special at Sizzler. I said to her, let's go up stairs, she said $60?
When we got to the room, she took a shower, taking care to hose of the sweat from under her arm pits, cracks, and crevaces. After she toweled off I knew I had a fresh young whore, the kind of whore that hadn't be riden too hard and put away wet too many times. A fresh young whore who if she wasn't working here, she could easily be asking "You want fries with that?" at the local A&W.
She went to work fast, placing the rubber in her mouth, here mouth on my purple headed warrior. She sucked like there was freedom stored up in the base of my balls, or like I had a golf ball resting at my anus and she was going to suck until that golf ball traveled up the shaft of my tube steak into her teenage mouth. we started with MISH, followed by K-9, followed by CG, followed by my meat going soft at half time. After half time she suked me up again until it was time to finish off rodeo style, slapping her shaking, quivering, rump. After an explosion I laid back on the bed, exhausted, laughing thinking "heh heh...this rules dude". I gathered up my strength and said thanks doll. we walked back down stairs to the bar and parted company.
The lack of air conditioning spit me back onto the street, where I partook of street tacos from the vending stand just outside of Club Chicago. I ate two tacos, then two more, they were so damn good. After catching my breath and trading tips with anouther SoCal monger enjoying the tacos, the viagra started to kick in again. I felt like Michael Jackson at a cub scout meeting.
I made my way down the street to the place accross from AB featuring the line up of girls in the Catholic School Girl outfits, and started the second inning of my TJ mongering trip.