Doing it with Trisha Delisha, Again and Again.
First Impression – Mary Tyler Moore at 18 and sexed up XXX to the Max. Lots of mischievous smiles and sassy head turns, with a gab hinting that it’s gona be down, dirty, and real sexy. Couldn’t take my peepers off her small cute buns as she sashays her lithe chasis all the way to the Green Room. Definite fantasies of Spinner Heaven out of control as I touch down with her on the four-poster
Personality – Hey, you haven’t got the idea so far!? Okay, here goes. Fast talking, can’t and don’t wanta keep her on track, flitty, frivolous, can’t keep her head and hands out of her purse looking for, whatever. Sometimes taking a swig of something with bite. Swear if you didn’t get her naked, she’s just gonna keep spinning it. Hey, but then she shape shifts into what you’ve always wanted. But getting ahead of myself. Stay tuned.
Physical- Like a small beautiful raptorial bird facially, huge blue eyes, alabaster skin, and a mouth you just can’t wait to settle into. An ancient Celtic memory stirs as I fall into her gaze. Body Delisha - Legs, yeah, they’re there, elegant, and close to the bone all the way up to her small rounded buns, formed perfectly to fit in my burning hands. And then, the hairless kitty, sweet, aromatic and hard to stop talking about. Yeah, the hairless kitty… sorry. Slender waist, and a sculpted rack only God, or one schooled to excellence in the human modification arts could pull off.
The Dance-
Upside: Hard to know where to start with this Babe, since every part of her calls you. So being a simple kinda guy, I started from the top and worked my way down. Kissing is over the top, passion, intensity and… sorry, we gotta move on. Rack dining, oh yeah, nips sensitive and my lips and tongue almost got stuck there. Hands enclosing her svelte waist and licking her naval, wanting to spend more time here, but, my impatience got the best of me with a gravity implosion and I landed, yeah you guessed it, right in Kitty Land. Ok, got stuck here before and don’t want to drag you into my KOCD (for those unfamiliar with sexual pathologies- Kitty Obsessive Compulsive Disorder). But still, bear with me for a few moments, I’m in recovery and this monkey ain’t easy to kick. So yeah, the kitty, small, tight, delectable and active and in motion both inside and out, given you lay on high rpm lip and tongue action. And yeah, kitty explodes with mega juices and a ferocious growl (sorry, no real sound effects, just figurative) before she settles into a gentle purr. And with kitty’s purr, that’s the invite into losing who you are, into who she is. My hands pulling her buns into me as our tongues press tightly in their dance. Then different positions and all my senses come alive again, Trishasly, Delishisly. Finishin with 69 wishes, all granted, worshipping Trisha’s Delishisness from front and rear doors.
Downside: The main one - Couldn’t figure a way to steal her out of the building that night without causing a scene, so I could do it to her over and over again. Connecting is complicated – can’t pre-book with her, so kind of like betting at the tables in Vagas. But, hey, when you win, you can win big time!
Weather Report- Surf’s up and it’s a Mother of a Scorcher, with no clouds in sight. Bring your 50+ Sunblock if you want, but ain’t gona help!
First Impression – Mary Tyler Moore at 18 and sexed up XXX to the Max. Lots of mischievous smiles and sassy head turns, with a gab hinting that it’s gona be down, dirty, and real sexy. Couldn’t take my peepers off her small cute buns as she sashays her lithe chasis all the way to the Green Room. Definite fantasies of Spinner Heaven out of control as I touch down with her on the four-poster
Personality – Hey, you haven’t got the idea so far!? Okay, here goes. Fast talking, can’t and don’t wanta keep her on track, flitty, frivolous, can’t keep her head and hands out of her purse looking for, whatever. Sometimes taking a swig of something with bite. Swear if you didn’t get her naked, she’s just gonna keep spinning it. Hey, but then she shape shifts into what you’ve always wanted. But getting ahead of myself. Stay tuned.
Physical- Like a small beautiful raptorial bird facially, huge blue eyes, alabaster skin, and a mouth you just can’t wait to settle into. An ancient Celtic memory stirs as I fall into her gaze. Body Delisha - Legs, yeah, they’re there, elegant, and close to the bone all the way up to her small rounded buns, formed perfectly to fit in my burning hands. And then, the hairless kitty, sweet, aromatic and hard to stop talking about. Yeah, the hairless kitty… sorry. Slender waist, and a sculpted rack only God, or one schooled to excellence in the human modification arts could pull off.
The Dance-
Upside: Hard to know where to start with this Babe, since every part of her calls you. So being a simple kinda guy, I started from the top and worked my way down. Kissing is over the top, passion, intensity and… sorry, we gotta move on. Rack dining, oh yeah, nips sensitive and my lips and tongue almost got stuck there. Hands enclosing her svelte waist and licking her naval, wanting to spend more time here, but, my impatience got the best of me with a gravity implosion and I landed, yeah you guessed it, right in Kitty Land. Ok, got stuck here before and don’t want to drag you into my KOCD (for those unfamiliar with sexual pathologies- Kitty Obsessive Compulsive Disorder). But still, bear with me for a few moments, I’m in recovery and this monkey ain’t easy to kick. So yeah, the kitty, small, tight, delectable and active and in motion both inside and out, given you lay on high rpm lip and tongue action. And yeah, kitty explodes with mega juices and a ferocious growl (sorry, no real sound effects, just figurative) before she settles into a gentle purr. And with kitty’s purr, that’s the invite into losing who you are, into who she is. My hands pulling her buns into me as our tongues press tightly in their dance. Then different positions and all my senses come alive again, Trishasly, Delishisly. Finishin with 69 wishes, all granted, worshipping Trisha’s Delishisness from front and rear doors.
Downside: The main one - Couldn’t figure a way to steal her out of the building that night without causing a scene, so I could do it to her over and over again. Connecting is complicated – can’t pre-book with her, so kind of like betting at the tables in Vagas. But, hey, when you win, you can win big time!
Weather Report- Surf’s up and it’s a Mother of a Scorcher, with no clouds in sight. Bring your 50+ Sunblock if you want, but ain’t gona help!
