Something strange happened to me tonight. I met a girl… and I was tense.While I was talking to her, I was tense.While we were having sex, I was tense (well, in this case… better!) :). And it’s strange, it’s been ages since I felt tense on a date.They all tell me: “You’re so calm, confident, self-assured.” All of them.And this time, instead… I was...
Venezuelan Chica just got into the taxi heading to her home. She’s 18, with a voluptuous body seemingly designed for pleasure, a tender face, and the sweet gaze of a sincere soul. Full breasts, wide hips, a bit different from the hyper-fit girls I’ve been seeing lately. She doesn’t have the constructed, rarefied, and unavailable sensuality of the French Goddess, where every...
I wait for her standing in front of the restaurant, a high-end Japanese place specializing in meat dishes. Here comes the taxi. Through the windows, I catch a glimpse of her silhouette. She adjusts herself with the confidence of a diva about to take the stage at La Scala. Meanwhile, the taxi driver leans forward.He looks for my gaze.His face is flushed, eyes bulging.He gives me a dazed smile.And...
