FUCK ME! No I'm not actually DEAD. Far from it. What I am is in extreme cultural decompression (if that's even a term) as I slowly/but not so patiently make my way home from 6 months of contracted very lucrative semi-hell in Shanghai. Turns out they needed me a lot me than I even thought. Perhaps I am acquiring some serious jaw dropping assets other than just you know where.
At the moment I have arrived at my hotel in London where I will be staying for 2 nights before I finally arrive back in NYC early Monday morning (and no I won't be heading into work). Technically I'm not due back until Wednesday. And this Hotel I am at (The Berkeley in Knightsbridge) has really mofo impressed the hell out of me thus far. My suite is EXACTLY what it's supposed to be. Something you could actually bring a high priced escort into and not have it looking like some place where your Grandmother's pussy would feel (and look) right at home. I even have a spectacular view of some damn really old church (lots of damn really old churches in London) that actually looks more like a Cathedral visible through the floor to ceiling terrace windows. I wonder if there are any actual monks in there? I wonder if they could see anyone in this suite fucking at night if the curtains were left open? Clearly my brain is still suffering from jet lag.
I was driven INSANE by Chinese cyber security which I fear at times is only a "harbinger" of what the most controlling (not to say oppressive) will enact in the future. Hopefully you are impressed by my use of the word "harbinger" -part of a quite concerted effort to beef up my vocabulary beyond just French sex terms. I can't say too much but at least am certain that Russia and China both will be operating their own completely state controlled versions of the WWW sooner than later. For example I was able to actually access this site on quite rare occasions (dangerous enough with very strict controls -meaning that among other issues I couldn't actually post or comment on anything).
But for those actually interested I can certainly say that as far as experiencing the "real thing" it has been quite a long time (perhaps my longest hiatus ever) since I've had the opportunity to bury my meat bat deep into some quivering pink thing. The Chinese babes, no matter what their "status" as a general rule have been quite adamant and unwilling to have me risk stretching out their precious treasure boxes. Treasure boxes which as a rule have always been quite wonderfully and jaw dropping tight just not a few inches in but ALL the way in. Talk about some sheer ecstacy. However that experience quickly comes with a thousand more strings attached than most Western male minds could ever dare to comprehend. Which may or may not be why the Chinese (almost exclusively) have designed some of the best (if not the best) and most expensive Love dolls in the planet. I ended up with a model that was close to $6,000 and worth every penny. In the end I was pounding into her almost nightly (yet without cumming) for sometimes as long as nearly 60-70 minutes. So while the Chinese babes may enjoy trying to get me naked for a "handjob", I have enjoyed telling them to "just cork it" as I wait to eventually enjoy the real thing once I get back home.
By the way, does anyone have any recommendations on what are the current hottest clubs in London right now? If I ask the current Concierge on duty about the hottest place in London I'm afraid he may just tell me his place. I have a feeling (given that he looks like an admittedly pretty stunning Argentinian/Italian or something) that he might actually get a lot of takers. But right now I'm not unloading these balls for anything that doesn't have a spectacular pair of breasts attached- sorry dude.
At the moment I have arrived at my hotel in London where I will be staying for 2 nights before I finally arrive back in NYC early Monday morning (and no I won't be heading into work). Technically I'm not due back until Wednesday. And this Hotel I am at (The Berkeley in Knightsbridge) has really mofo impressed the hell out of me thus far. My suite is EXACTLY what it's supposed to be. Something you could actually bring a high priced escort into and not have it looking like some place where your Grandmother's pussy would feel (and look) right at home. I even have a spectacular view of some damn really old church (lots of damn really old churches in London) that actually looks more like a Cathedral visible through the floor to ceiling terrace windows. I wonder if there are any actual monks in there? I wonder if they could see anyone in this suite fucking at night if the curtains were left open? Clearly my brain is still suffering from jet lag.
I was driven INSANE by Chinese cyber security which I fear at times is only a "harbinger" of what the most controlling (not to say oppressive) will enact in the future. Hopefully you are impressed by my use of the word "harbinger" -part of a quite concerted effort to beef up my vocabulary beyond just French sex terms. I can't say too much but at least am certain that Russia and China both will be operating their own completely state controlled versions of the WWW sooner than later. For example I was able to actually access this site on quite rare occasions (dangerous enough with very strict controls -meaning that among other issues I couldn't actually post or comment on anything).
But for those actually interested I can certainly say that as far as experiencing the "real thing" it has been quite a long time (perhaps my longest hiatus ever) since I've had the opportunity to bury my meat bat deep into some quivering pink thing. The Chinese babes, no matter what their "status" as a general rule have been quite adamant and unwilling to have me risk stretching out their precious treasure boxes. Treasure boxes which as a rule have always been quite wonderfully and jaw dropping tight just not a few inches in but ALL the way in. Talk about some sheer ecstacy. However that experience quickly comes with a thousand more strings attached than most Western male minds could ever dare to comprehend. Which may or may not be why the Chinese (almost exclusively) have designed some of the best (if not the best) and most expensive Love dolls in the planet. I ended up with a model that was close to $6,000 and worth every penny. In the end I was pounding into her almost nightly (yet without cumming) for sometimes as long as nearly 60-70 minutes. So while the Chinese babes may enjoy trying to get me naked for a "handjob", I have enjoyed telling them to "just cork it" as I wait to eventually enjoy the real thing once I get back home.
By the way, does anyone have any recommendations on what are the current hottest clubs in London right now? If I ask the current Concierge on duty about the hottest place in London I'm afraid he may just tell me his place. I have a feeling (given that he looks like an admittedly pretty stunning Argentinian/Italian or something) that he might actually get a lot of takers. But right now I'm not unloading these balls for anything that doesn't have a spectacular pair of breasts attached- sorry dude.