Day three starts with breakfast and Emelia, my chica from the previous evening informs me that she has to visit her mama for mothers day so we head upstairs take care of some monkey business then off she goes telling me she’ll be back tonight. We settle up and off she goes. A few hours and a few Presidente’s later and there’s Yazi and a friend whose name was unpronounceable. I asked if they wanted a happy hour and they seemed overjoyed. We head up and pretend not to understand what I mean when I keep trying to push either one of their heads into either one of their pussies! Finally, and here is where you guys can blast me, but FUCK YOU! I hold a 1000 bill in front of unpronounceable girls pussy and watch Yazi make the lamest of efforts at going down. I say “No.”
I show Yazi what I want to see and she reluctantly did the job. I then made the same offer to unpronounceable girl and she turned it down cold. Emelia shows up around ten and wants dinner. I tell her “un momento” and proceed to defile her, knowing full well that after I’m all over you for an hour the last thing you want to do is eat! Besides by then the restaurant was closed!
“You freakie freakie otra chica, me go me madre?”
“Si, me happy hour.”
“Dos chicas? Mucho leche?”
“Si , mucho, mucho mas.”
“You want happy hour esta noche?”
“Si.”
Within ten minutes Emelia’s insanely freaky friend shows up and she goes to town on Emelia, no questions asked! She is a lot of fun and this gets Emelia a little nervous. I know not to broach the subject of double fisting Emelia, but this is a standup girl. Her pussy was on the huge side but her ass was tight and she let me ravage her mouth. The next morning, day 4, we all shower and fuck and shower again. We eat and both girls say they need to go to the salon and take off. I walk to the cab stand and get a cab for the day to Sosua. I ask the cabbie if he knows some nice Sosua chicas and he mutters something as a response. I try a couple of time to no avail. When we get Sosua, I pay him and say gracias and walk away from him and soon come across the NY shark bar. Jayman and Drunko have told me great stories of the place and I wanted the purportedly good food they serve. Food, like being on time, is a relative thing in the DR.. The place was empty at 2 pm. I ordered some burgers and some beers, it was okay. After about an hour of neither monger or chicas contact I hit the road, wandered from place to place and before I knew it was making out with a decent looking chica who was great at the free for play but gave a lame $40 BJ!. I finally jerked one onto to her face which was the one thing she had asked me not to do but I was pissed and pretended it was more a case of bad aim and less malice. Hmm, I wonder why these girls get jaded so quickly? By now it’s 10 pm and I am sloshed. I am wandering down the strip when I find my cab driver who, apparently, was waiting for my fat ass all day! I get in, get back to BB only to find my chica Emelia is back from the salon and looking amazing. She had her weave straightened and layered somehow and was in the tightest white pants and top. I asked if she wanted to go out to a casino or a disco or dinner and she said something to the effect of why bother wasting money at the casino or club when you can give it to me? I can’t argue with that logic! The only reason I would take them to the club or casino is to put them into a better mood, thus insuring better fucking afterward. I could give a shit about clubs or casinos, give me pussy any day! I know fucking went on from the collection of dried condoms stuck to the floor the following morning but the remainder of that evening is mostly a blackout.
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