I'm home again after spending a great 8 day vacation in the warm desert sun.

At first I thought I'd be happy to be back in my own bed, in my own comfortable surroundings, sharing time with family and close friends, but what I find is that this reality actually sucks when compared to entertaining young, willing, naked and wringing wet horny nymphs day after day in my hotel suite.

It's getting harder and harder to separate the daily "use me in any way you wish fantasy with smile" from the real world "sleep, work, sleep without getting shit" reality.

Each time that I leave your exciting city it gets more and more difficult to get back into a normal routine within the true reality of home life again.

Today I found myself hoping that the knock on the front door would be that gorgeous brunette with the fabulous f**k me stare, perfectly enhanced boobs with sensitive always erect nipples that beg for attention and a passion for CG without ever getting tired.... instead of the UPS guy delivering my dogs flea and tick drops.

Maybe my cell phone ringing is that blonde spinner with the flat, narrow waist, full lips that were made for s**king, dimples in her cheeks as well as her lower back and a perfect ass and kitty that absolutely loves to be eaten all afternoon.... instead of being MP67.

Anyway, I Thank You ladies for another great time. I'll see you in the fall.



I have GOT to start playing in my own back yard.

Romeo,

I understand completely where your coming from I just got home today from Vegas and want to go back tomorrow. I met some amazing ladies this pass weekend in Vegas one that is very special to me Now being back in Florida my mind wonders on why I live in Florida and not Vegas It was great meeting you Sir and I hope we keep in touch

Golly your on a role today arent you LOL!That blonde woman does sound very hot!



Maybe my cell phone ringing is that blonde spinner with the flat, narrow waist, full lips that were made for s**king, dimples in her cheeks as well as her lower back and a perfect ass and kitty that absolutely loves to be eaten all afternoon....



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Nah, but I know what you mean. Something about getting that phone call from some young, gorgeous lady telling you she's downstairs. Or the soft knock on the door. Or watching her walk up to you while you wait in the lounge.

Put's a spring in this guy's step and a huge shit-eating grin on my face.

It's a long plane ride back home, that's for sure.

keep your plan and your schedule..

playing close to home has it's perils.


COme to LA!!!