Zefross,
This is my flashback (glad I wrote this is in the trip report), RHM said
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It’s past midnight in the garden of good and evil and my plane leaves at 6:30 am next morning, taxi at 4am. Recalling the advice of wise Circus, no sleep for me. I cruise the BM and una tica latches onto my arm. I tell her I can’t pick her yet because I am in the candy store. She’s a 7, but a 9 if she had better teeth. Most likely won’t have time to makes 2 trips back forth to the candy shop, so I make up my mind to find hottest girl not traveling in a pack. Colombiana name Andrea, standing on the steps near the ladies room. Nice silicone rack, big wet lips to die for, straight blonde hair, tall and flaca. I know the reputation, but WTF let’s go out with a bang. Take her back and make her work for her money. Thirty minutes into it she is trying like hell to make me pop. But I am etching the beauty of this creature, and what I see in the full length mirror, in my mind. Mish, doggy, sideways one leg in air, back to mish… (she’s pissed this is taking so long… see definition of Colombiana) I am fighting the urge to explode, I try to slow down a bit and switch positions. She grabs my ass, say NO!, wraps those gorgeous legs around me and ph#@cks me until I blow my load. WHEW! Pura Vida. Just enough energy left to shower, pack my bags and catch a 1 hour nap. Guess how fast taxis drive on empty 4 am roads? Was thinking if I die, I’m already in heaven
Don't know much more than that about her. My spanish was terrible on my first trip.
Ahhh, the memories....