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- Aug 8, 2009
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(August 2007 - July 2008 - Legends / August 2008 - January 2009 - Indy)
An unexpecting bum getting out of the shower was an easy mark for this sweet blond spinner that use to work at Legends. *A snap of the towel and a flick of the wrist sent a quick message that you should not turn your back to her for too long. *Not that turning around was not full of many pleasures in it's own right. Looking at Jenna wearing her form fitting super tight shiny red jump suit with her perky c's bursting *at every seam as if the slightest breeze would push it past it's brink towards a total wardrobe malfunction.*
From behind she might have been a pain in the ass; from the front she would have you melting in a matter of seconds. *Melting like butter in her arms and merging into a sweet passionate kiss and a hard push into a wall at Legends scaring the heck out of whoever was next door.*
Feeling her hands squeeze my bottom, her lips pressed hard against mine, and her breast exploding out of her outfits sliding up and down my chest while my hands flowed through her blond hair in the middle of the room and no where near the massage table sent a very clear message in my mind. *"He-He, Yeah baby-baby yeah--oh--my--just right there--did I pay the cable bill--wow--Talehoe--yeah right there--Wah-hoo---Yippie Yippie Ya--hah!" *I never said what I was thinking was comprehendible. *It's only understandable when your under this kind of stress from perky little hottie pressing up on you. *It's hard for a man to maintain his clarity of mind with so many thoughts racing around up there.*
Would we hit the table yet. *Nope. *The shower was still running and a *glimmer in Jenna eyes said it would be a while before the massage table would feel our presence. Making out on the warm wet spray with my hand deep inside of her body and her hand squeezing my junk would be a great way to loose an hour and a reason to bring enough cash for the second hour.*
The table would finally feel our presence with and energy flowing all the way down to the floor. *Spreading out the pedals of her plush pink flower to enjoy the healthy nourishment found with her legs wrapped around my neck was another place a hour could have been lost if my employer was more generous with my wages. Sadly, I had to make due with the time I and to enjoy her kitten in the bounds of a half hour. *I could not deny the LG he share of the fun, I would never hear the end of it. *When it was his turn to go to work, went to town on her sweet little body.*
A standing doggy from behind with Jenna's hand's pressed against the wall was my favorite position to enjoy with her. Watching every stroke bounce off her round little bottom was always a joy to my eyes. It kept me going blue in this position during most of my session with Jenna over that year. *I got the feeling the LG and the BG were in perfect sync not wanting to let go of this feast for the eyes.*
Every session would end with us resting on the table with Jenna wrapped in my arms and her hand playing with my junk. She had a little song she would always whisper into my ear.*
Jenna: "I love Ba-Balls, I like loving your Ba-Balls, squeezing your balls, licking your balls, playing with your balls; hanging on to your balls. Never letting go of your balls, looking into your eyes when I touch your balls, smacking your balls ---sucking hard on them--loving your ba--balls."
Cheers,
- *"Your friendly neighborhood Fiddy"
An unexpecting bum getting out of the shower was an easy mark for this sweet blond spinner that use to work at Legends. *A snap of the towel and a flick of the wrist sent a quick message that you should not turn your back to her for too long. *Not that turning around was not full of many pleasures in it's own right. Looking at Jenna wearing her form fitting super tight shiny red jump suit with her perky c's bursting *at every seam as if the slightest breeze would push it past it's brink towards a total wardrobe malfunction.*
From behind she might have been a pain in the ass; from the front she would have you melting in a matter of seconds. *Melting like butter in her arms and merging into a sweet passionate kiss and a hard push into a wall at Legends scaring the heck out of whoever was next door.*
Feeling her hands squeeze my bottom, her lips pressed hard against mine, and her breast exploding out of her outfits sliding up and down my chest while my hands flowed through her blond hair in the middle of the room and no where near the massage table sent a very clear message in my mind. *"He-He, Yeah baby-baby yeah--oh--my--just right there--did I pay the cable bill--wow--Talehoe--yeah right there--Wah-hoo---Yippie Yippie Ya--hah!" *I never said what I was thinking was comprehendible. *It's only understandable when your under this kind of stress from perky little hottie pressing up on you. *It's hard for a man to maintain his clarity of mind with so many thoughts racing around up there.*
Would we hit the table yet. *Nope. *The shower was still running and a *glimmer in Jenna eyes said it would be a while before the massage table would feel our presence. Making out on the warm wet spray with my hand deep inside of her body and her hand squeezing my junk would be a great way to loose an hour and a reason to bring enough cash for the second hour.*
The table would finally feel our presence with and energy flowing all the way down to the floor. *Spreading out the pedals of her plush pink flower to enjoy the healthy nourishment found with her legs wrapped around my neck was another place a hour could have been lost if my employer was more generous with my wages. Sadly, I had to make due with the time I and to enjoy her kitten in the bounds of a half hour. *I could not deny the LG he share of the fun, I would never hear the end of it. *When it was his turn to go to work, went to town on her sweet little body.*
A standing doggy from behind with Jenna's hand's pressed against the wall was my favorite position to enjoy with her. Watching every stroke bounce off her round little bottom was always a joy to my eyes. It kept me going blue in this position during most of my session with Jenna over that year. *I got the feeling the LG and the BG were in perfect sync not wanting to let go of this feast for the eyes.*
Every session would end with us resting on the table with Jenna wrapped in my arms and her hand playing with my junk. She had a little song she would always whisper into my ear.*
Jenna: "I love Ba-Balls, I like loving your Ba-Balls, squeezing your balls, licking your balls, playing with your balls; hanging on to your balls. Never letting go of your balls, looking into your eyes when I touch your balls, smacking your balls ---sucking hard on them--loving your ba--balls."
Cheers,
- *"Your friendly neighborhood Fiddy"