Quite a Handful

DDs stands out on the corner of Powerline and MLK Boulevard. Although I self-parked, as others mention it's $2 collected before you walk in. The cover was collected by a lovely babe at the entrance, and is $5. I've paid larger covers elsewhere and gotten less of a club. There is no question what you are in for here. Even on a Sunday night, there are two big bar, tables everywhere, customers filling about 80% of the chairs (at least 60-70 PLs), and God knows how many girls. I think about 90% were Cuban, and were of different skin colors and physiques. While a few gals were a little on the flat side and some had a little too much make-up for their face, most were of the knockout 8+ variety (meaning for me big boobs, round but not too big butt, long hair, nice face, reduced or no tats, and soft, baby-like skin). Actually one of the big pluses in the two South FL clubs I visited on this night were the lack of tats on the girls that I saw/experienced.

So I found a place at the bar that was farthest back, and ordered my Rum and Coke. $11 is a bit steep but they had Sailor Jerry's rum. In a lot of other clubs, the bartenders here would be the best looking girls. Here, they were pleasant parts of the experience. It took almost no time for a gal with black hair and too much make up on her face (but nice body) to come by, and while I liked her friendliness, I wasn't ready to go back with her as she insinuated in her heavily-accented English as I was busy staring at the three gals on the long stage in front of the back bar. Each of them were candidates. One in particular had darker skin, blondish hair-coloring, and was tall, very endowed, and legs that could probably squash the Most Interesting Man in the World between them. (It would only be later when I realized just how tall she was.) In the mean-time, a flat-chested girl came by and sat beside me, I had to politely send her away when she asked if I had a light (smoking is allowed in this club), and then I just got up next to the stage and began feeding the entertainment. Several dirhams were deposited between the boobs of the tall, well-endowed, dark-skinned girl with the long man-squashing legs. She also had a dazzling smile.

So I was watching the hockey game on the TV behind the bar, glancing occasionally at who might be walking down the aisle, and sure enough, the tall girl decided to come over and squash my lap with those legs. She said her name was Rosie, had an extremely heavy accent, and was all smiles, clutching and grabbing and cuddling. She asked if I would like a dance right then and there, and passed the audition within like 15 seconds. Off came the top, she immediately grabbed my hands and placed them on her to let me know this is how she did "one-way" dances. The barside dance was probably more ribald and erection-inducing than about 80% of the private laps done to me in the last 5 years. I got two of those dances, then she had a drink afterward and - wonder of wonders, didn't smoke (at least in front of me). Of course after about 5 minutes, you knew what was coming next, THE ASK. She asked what I wanted. I whispered "BJ" and the tall girl with man-quashing legs nodded. Leading me back to the private room (which wasn't far from where I was sitting at the bar), she indeed was an Amazon with those legs (I never realized how tall she was just sitting next to you with her legs wrapped around you or propped up on the barstool). The price was $150, and I decided to bite and she went to work. I found she was much better with hand jobs, which helped jumpstart little Roadworrier so when another umbrella went on, banana dacquiri production wasn't too far behind. At that point she was rubbing her crown jewels in my face and allowed my finger to explore. Only drawback is the three-song length of the session (which ends up being about 10-11 minutes). I'd personally prefer about 15 minutes to do stuff like this and so I would prefer if they did timed rooms instead of by song length.