No updates for several days. Have you pegged it or should we send a rescue party over to get you out of jail?
Nah, its not me that is in urgent need of the services of a mortician, but the place I’m in, namely Santiago in Chile. I’m sure that it probably has a lively punting beating heart but I’m damned if I can find it. Maybe all the naughty girls become good, well behaved Catholic girls over the festive season and don hair knickers in penance for their sexual misdemeanors of the past year. I don’t know.
What I do know is that I broke my 9 day enforced bout of celibacy yesterday and I rather wished that I hadn’t. One of my Seeking contacts finally deigned to reply to my increasingly desperate appeals for some lurving. This was the girl pictured above, Jocelyn. She asked for silly money but eventually agreed to a lesser amount but still a lot more than I have been used to paying in my travels in South America to date. But what is a chap to do when his balls are turning blue and swinging at knee length. At such times, small head drowns out the more reasoned protestations of big head and insanity prevails.
She turned up and was obviously the girl in the photo but looked older and more careworn than in the pictures. It was as if she had decided not to come but sent her older sister along in her place. This together with her asking for the money up front, which almost never happens out here, should have set the alarm bells jangling. But little head was straining at the leash and would not be denied.
Needless to say the session was the worst I have had in SA by some considerable distance. Her body looked fine clothed but once I got her kit off, it was much rougher. She had what looked like stretch marks on her belly although she tried to pass them off as the result of dietary weight loss. Her large breasts were fine but, a cardinal sin in my books, her pussy smelled quite bad. Little head was starting to lose his initial enthusiasm. And she had halitosis. UGH.
Then she tried to gouge more cash out of me for uncovered oral, although it had been agreed to in a pre-meet message. So had CIM although she moaned like fuck when I gave her an extra large 9 day helping of baby batter a few minutes later.
I just knew that I would never manage seconds so decided to call it a day and mark it down to experience. It is only my second poor punt in South America (the first was in Cartagena in Colombia and was less performance related than that I suspected the girl to be a tea leaf). I thought about asking for a partial refund but knew that there would be a shit fight over the matter and so couldn’t be arsed. She must have thought she’d just had her second Christmas in a week.
What a cunt.
