Charlie here reminds me of one of those beefy jock types you meet online who it’s hard to tell how they’re really going to be until you meet them in person.
He may not turn out to have the best face, or he shows up puffier than you thought, but he’s totally into being your bottom slut. And when you’re done, he’s outta there…
Usually I say that facial hair can make up for just about any other shortcoming in a model, but that’s not always the case in real life.
I got blown last night by a guy with similar facial hair and features to Paul Stack, but I have to say it wasn’t that great. Maybe I was distracted by this sinus thing I’ve got going on, but I expected more from a pig who claims to eat so many loads.
And what’s up with what I’ll call the limited contact blow-n-go? Just sucking my dick and doing nothing else isn’t helping me. I need more than just a human Fleshjack. It seems that Dayton O’Connor got the better end of this deal.
I was planning to stay in tonight, but after watching this scene with Manu Perronash and Frank Klein, it makes me want to go for underwear night after all.
I’ll have plenty of time to recover after the yoga guy to find someone to fuck…
The guy who’s blowing me after yoga tonight is built like Sandro Sanchez, and I hope he turns out to be just as sexual. Damn, that man knows something about pleasure…