Sometime last year I was @...

Sometime last year I was @ RON'S BC and I saw this thick brown skin woman with a young face, big guns, and squeezable azz. Her name was Phoenix. I couldn't help myself so I got a dance with her. It wasn't what I expected. The dance was lackluster @ best. I was so disappointed. She must have known I was unimpressed but I was not rude. The next couple of times I came in, our eyes met but she didn't approach me. Then last night she came up to me and asked why I was looking so sad. This might just be a standard rap some chicks lay on you when you're not whooping and hollering like a drunkin' sailor. I told her I wasn't upset. I was just checking out the sights. She asked if I wanted a dance. The last dance we had flashed through my mind but I took a chance because her "equipment" is so incredible and she really has the air of walking sex. Damn! She had improved! She kept one position, on my lap facing away but she was grinding like a pro. She varied her strokes, used her hands, and encouraged me to play with those big guns. They were soft and real. Like Lou, I'm booty hound, but I also couldn't keep my hands off those weapons and she vigourously encouraged me. After a couple of dances I finished. She said, "Let's go again, later." We did and this time I asked her to change positions and she obliged and rocked me into the stratosphere. Some women who are born with the goods just need to learn how to work them. Phoenix has definitely learned! Her face is young and sweet but her body is built for extreme debauchery. I will return.