Spot: 2 Gold St.
Chic: 26/Dominican Republic
Body type: Fit
Occupation: See later in post

Got to this bar and I’m dead tired had to do Red Bull, coffee and a cocktail just to keepp myself from falling asleep on the bar while waiting for a Match chic. Finally she gets there. First off, this is probably the third date in a row where the chic doesn’t even look half as good as her pictures online. Seriously, I have to drag my ass out to a bar to meet a chic that well is pretty fucking ugly!

The only saving grace from this night is the fact my cousin got there when he did to feed me shot after shot after shot. Not only was she ugly, she was fucking annoy.ing By the way who has 5 different cell phones, drug dealers and/or prostitutes do. Mind you she lives alone and “works” from home. So its a toss up as to what she really does.

Side note: Tits are eh, face should come with a paper bag and well she is a bit thick, EVERYWHERE!

Finally my cousin manages to get me drunk and my cock takes over, started making out with her at the bar (I think) and like clockwork the little slut says my place or yours?
Knowing that I wouldn’t want to have to deal with kicking her out tomorrow morning. Although I was on Facebook earlier and I saw this.

“From experience i tend to keep chocolate buttons in the bedroom.
if you r that fucked and you pull and wake up in the middle of the night with some dirty rotten scoundral slip a couple of buttons in her arse crack by the time the bitch wakes up she will think she has shit herself with the embarrassment she will bolt before you wake up.”

Get back to her place, I’m making out with chunky and I decided I was getting hungry so I dropped to my knees and as I started pulling down her panties I think I smelt a dead rat. Her twat smelled so fucking bad that I couldnt even get my Jimmy up to open her out.

This is the second Dominican chic I have hooked up with and had her smell so bad.

Too drunk to do much of anything else, I passed out and when I woke up the next morning, by some act of god I was hard, so I rubbed one out and painted her face.

Moral of the story, if you can do the smell test before you take a chic home…..