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Juicy.

JP has been my off and on buddy for the past 12 years or so. He’s a businessman who is more than able to find the time to spend with me. More effort on him though because, sometimes I’m in the mood for an escapade and other times I just want to be left the fuck alone.

This struggle is uphill/downhill.

I want the hooked up, boo’ed up, babying from the one man but I also enjoy the temporary thrills of having a fling with a married man or random single.

When JP and I started our rendezvous, man it was the bomb! He was 44 and I was in my 20’s. The idea of being with an older man never really was a plan, it really was just a natural fuck. And here we are 12 years down the road.

I was able to get business from him, got to know his kids- who keeps in contact with me and even met his wife on several occasions. She still says she never met me before even though her husband reminds her that I do work for them…she co signs cheques for me and some years ago even sent a message with JP to say she’s taking this perfume he bought for me.

The woman is amazing! And an example of how I should deal with my man when I know he is fucking with me. She is a savage and frankly, a goal.

Sex with JP started off amazing. Now started off to what it is currently is mind blowing. Where there was romance, kissing, taking off my clothes, me undoing his…the sensational touches on my kitty, to caressing and nibbling on my nipples, to the eating of my kitty for a good 35 mins before I decide to even suck him….no longer exists!

Lmao! Like what?! Right.

These men are something else.

Now, all they do is ok, we get to the shabby, little sex hotel in South (Trinidad), he takes clothes and lays on the bed. Like a fucking hippo that is saying “service me”.

Nah! You must be joking.

After I done snuck my ass after 5 mins of being in this hotel parking lot, looking out to make sure we don’t know anyone else who cheating, I get out the car and run out and up the stairs to THIS MESS! Before I can even take my shoes off?! This is a movie.

I have just gathered that he probably thinks we’re married?! I need to remind him that we are not and the I need the OLD JP back.

Sex hotels is Trinidad is an acquired taste, let me tell you. I have been to a few. The ones that are not owned by the Chinese people are a fucking mess. A rat’s hole, if you please.

The beds are small, some are “leather” covered, so both your asses are sliding off (can you imagine this fuck), the beds sometimes move, you have to hope they changed the fucking sheets, the water in the shower is almost never even lukewarm. Fuck my life.

Can you imagine after you done getting eaten 3 times, fucked in many angles, sucked some cock, deep throated a cock, had some conversation, fucked again and then you dive into the fucking cold Caribbean Sea. Yes. That’s what taking a shower at one of these places is like.

But we here for a good time not a long time right.

To be continued…