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I lead her to the bed and shove it in. I fuck her a bit; she more or less squeezes and pinches but allows everything. Then a bit of doggy fashion, which I carry out on the edge of the bed, first of all kneeling then standing; whereby in the end I pull her towards the middle of the room and she bends down and supports herself on the tips of her toes and hands. Whilst doing this I watch in the mirror how she groans and pulls faces, how her small tits jog about in rhythm with the thrusts. She keeps on moving her backside away, it’s nothing special really.
In the end I tell her to lie down on the bed, shove it in from behind (at a bit of an angle), screw the arse of her and enjoy the sight of her nice, round, black, backside, how it wobbles as I ram my rod into her. Whilst doing so I hold her left buttock and knead it firmly, at the same time I pull her buttocks wide apart enabling me to see everything, which gives me a good feeling. The other hand is around her hip pulling her against my thrusts. After a few minutes I shoot my load inside her and leave my limping cock inside until it comes out with a “swash” and a load (= the juice that flows out of her fanny). She then goes into the bathroom to get ready for the night, that’s it for her; she wants to go to sleep, oh shit.
She sends a text message and I ask her who it’s for, because I have the feeling that something is not quite right. I ask if there is something wrong, she said that everything is ok; and shows me the text to her darling. She tells me some story about some Italian Muzungu who will be retuning soon and his Kenyan girlfriend or wife who had phoned her from Italy to declare him as her property. He doesn’t send money. Some tall story, but I don’t really care. I lock her in my room and go down to the lobby to check my emails; when I get back she is fast asleep.
She woke me gently at a quarter to seven in the morning; she had already got dressed. I couldn’t be angry with her, had expected this anyway and the sight was worth it anyway. I wanted to give her 1500 but only hat one thousand notes so I gave her 2000 + 100. She leaves, is nice, blew a kiss, “take care” etc. Is just a sweet thing from Mombasa, who now and again needs a little cash.
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Sent Gwen a text while I was in the Nakumatt, she was on her way from Mombasa in a Matatu and wanted to meet up with me, OK. She soon arrived, had had her nails done in Mombasa, from my money. Did a bit of shopping in the supermarket, this and that, chocolate and Premium beer.
Back in my room a blow job, a fuck, at a bit of an angle from the side, not bad. The session was ok, she is talented, blow job ok. Shot in her gob + video, teach her deep throat. Today I showed her how to do the spoon with her tongue and what she can do with it. Told her, today, as an exception, I will pay another 1500, normally the girls get 1500 for a long time; she had been expecting more really, obviously I’m the “payment-idiot”. Apart from that, good, but slowly becoming boring. Well, no TV and no music in the room, what should one do in broad daylight. Will still have to keep her waiting for a few days.
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Thursday evening I went to the Casaurina first, nothing much going on, early, didn’t really knock me off my stool. Then down to the Casablanca, I sit down next to the dance floor with my drink. Miss shy from the day before turns up, we shake hands, by the look on my face she can see that we won’t be doing “business” together again.
To be continued…
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