Friday, January 26, 2007

"Please excuse the Nicontinell patch"

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My parents house, "Where i grew up a screw up" !!

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You Filthy Fucker "Don't dare call me again"

Hey !! I am sat here trolleyed for real ! Incase you are wondering what I am doing in this flick ? im bent over getting my pussy sucked and his wife is rimming me. Yummy ! Moving along things are rocking this end, the usual dramas are still there come on I'm nothing without them ! HA, but that pencil I have been sat sharpening is coming into practice. I have so much to blog about.

Lets have a test drive and I will blog about a booking I took earlier and see if I have still got it !! On the real I so need to get back into feeling writing 'the Devils Dandruff"

I was lay on the sofa around 8pm watching this new porn movie my man sent me. I took the call to go within the hour to a booking around 25 miles away. By the way my cars fucked so I have a hire car, but that's another story ! Because I have a bad gal drivers license (Too many points) so the blue chips wont touch me. So yet again I am being subjected to ride around in another 'rent a wreck'' !! No shit !!

I pulled outside his house, as I stood at the door having pressed the bell, I could see through his kitchen window. As I stood there after looking through it as I stood waiting for him too answer. All I can say is the first though that sprang to mind, as I there I was building a mental picture of what the client that lived here was going to be like. I thought he must be some sort of dedicated charity worker. When I say carrier bags piled sky high don't underestimate me.

He opened the door and all I could see was his whole hallway covered in like 200 plus maildrops !! His house smelt like he had been bought up on egg n chips all his life HA !! As I climbed over the carpet of mail I stood in his living room and was in the horrors.

My face must have said it all as he piped up, 'my house got took over by students and they left all this mess'' It may have been a plausible excuse due to the fact he spoke well on the cell and at a glance had a shirt and slacks on. But I clocked his family trinkets and bullshit on his nest of tables ! I took the poke from him and said shall we ?

As I dodged the filth and I mean utter filth ! I was sticking to the carpets on the way up the stairs. He lead me into this box room and I looked at this single bed with no bottom sheet on, and two kind off piss stained looking pillows.

As I stood there beginning to strip, I said ''I hope you have had a shower" he said he had, so I had know reason to doubt him. I stood looking at the bed and at him I demanded he go and get a clean bath towel to lay on as I didn't want to catch scabies, as he stood throwing the towel on the bed. I grabbed this tshirt of the bedsofa full of more shit ! I threw it on the floor and used it to stand on as I kicked my choos off.

I said you can move those pillows aswell as they looked rank. He lay on the bed and I stood just at the side using my one hand to get things poppin so I could get the fuck out of this shithole. As he lay there I asked him how long he had been living like a peasant, I had already noticed a pair of crusty shit stained pants on his landing. He knew I was watching in sheer disgust from the moment he tried to peel off his brown stained boxers.

He even tried to fold them over, trying to hide the stains as he dropped them to the floor. As he lay there, I clocked the clingers and could smell his stale cock. I took my hand off and said to him ''I know you didn't take a bath did you'' Then I realized that the only way to bounce out that door was my way, you need to get the fuck out. What was I thinking but this is true it was that hideous that I thought about doing a runner and clipping him, but realized that may cause too many implications. I knew I had took the poke from him right, so I had to provide the service, but he was utter filth.

I was going to suggest he have a nice bath and I would do one out the front door. But no, I couldn't do shit like that. I can handle this, !! So I started popping the puss, I had already told him to get himself hard for me so I could give him some good head ! As if !! I wasn't going anywhere near his foul filth. He asked to take over from me fingering myself, I told him he was going nowhere near my beautiful pussy with his filthy hands.

Now, I have seen enough dick to be able to back this up but "What the fuck was going on with filthy bastards dick"?

This is straight up "RealTalk" but my man looked like he had a mini rubber ring thing under his skin, going on around his hood. I asked him if his cock had always looked that shape ? Apparently so !! As I was stood there in a black lace thong, both feet perched on this piece of cloth trying my best not to stand on his carpet. My left hand swinging as far away from any part of my channel creamed silky sweet smelling body, Trying desperately to keep my cheesy smeggy cock hand away from any part of me.

All of a sudden he blessed himself, as I stood to grab my fendi wool jacket and pants they dropped to his filth infested carpet. I screamed in horror. At this point I just focused on getting dressed and then this came to mind.

I then started to joke I said would it be okay to take a few pictures of the kitchen and hallway as I have a blog. I told him it would be so funny !

He looked happy that I thought his total chaos of a house would look funny to show others on my site. I wasn't even bothered that my stale cock scented left hand was going through my Fendi spy bag looking for my camera ! In anycase, which ever way I looked at it it was a no win situation. There is no way on earth I was using his bathroom and having to touch his imperial leather pubed up soap !! I also knew I wasn't in my own car so had no wipes. I thought fuck it it's not my steering wheel !!

I took two flicks on the way out and they show the whole total nightmare and squalor I had to endure. But the bad news is I'm having tech probs publishing them onto this, but hold on I'll make it happen.


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