Greetings, fellow hobbyists. Pardon me for being absent for so long, but I hesitate to post because I have yet to return to your fair cities. Your kinsman from the States longs to return to Toronto. Unable to do so, and unable to stomach the attitudes of American providers, I take satisfying jaunts to Latin and Carribean destinations. Recently I visited Puerto Plata, Dominican Republic. I want to related some of the highlights.
Day One
I have a Canadian friend in Puerto Plata who takes care of me. He introduce me to a girl who owns a bar. She is tall and thin, with the body of a dancer. After we chatted and got acquainted, she took me to a back room demonstrated her hospitality. Later that day I met a girl whom I saw during a previous visit. She remembered me and invited me to her room. We had an especially good time because of hot memories of my previous visit. After our good time, she offered to cook dinner for me. Night settled on the island and my Canadian friend took me club-hopping. I met a petite girl with light-brown skin and slim hips. She ended up spending an active night at my hotel.
Day Two
The morning sun woke us up. My petite girl gave me another round of pleasure before we had breakfast and she had to leave. I returned to bed and slept until late morning when I heard my Canadian friend knocking on my door. I got dressed and we were off for another day of activity. Today he introduced me to a statuesque girl with rich black skin. She was an Amazon type of girl, tall and muscular, with huge breasts. I made a date to see her at the club where she works. Later toward the evening, I was sitting in an open-air resturant, sipping a cool drink. A beauty passed by, giving me the eye. I invited her to sit with me and we talked. Soon we were in her bedroom, pleasing one another. Afterwards I inviter her to dine with me. Night came and I went club-hopping again. We arrived at one club in time to witness the floor show. The show was sensual and exciting. The States has nothing to compare with it. Later we went to the club where the black Amazon was working. We had drinks and conversation and the black Amazon agreed to spend the night with me. Using her strength and power, she pleasured me into blissful sleep.
Day Three
The black Amazon awakened me with a blow job. After I was ready, she repeated her powerful work of pleasure. Unfortunately she could not stay for breakfast and had to leave. I fell asleep and did not stir until my Canadian friend came to collect me. Later that afternoon and we went to a favorite hangout for foreigners. While sitting there I noticed a short girl with dark skin looking at me and smiling. She approached my Canadian friend and asked for an introduction. Soon she was seated next to me enjoying a drink. She invited me to her home, but I hesitated because I wasn't fully recovered from my experience with the black Amazon. There was something naughty and alluring about this short black girl. Soon a hard erection led me to her bedroom and we got intensely busy. She was sizzling hot and seemed to like me in a genuine manner. After the sex, we talked for a long time. She wanted me to commit to another date, but I did not. I told her that I wanted to meet other girls, but that I might see her later. Night arrived and once again my Canadian friend took me club-hopping. We caught the fantastic floor show again, had drinks, squeezed tits and ass, and had a good time at the clubs. I didn't make a date with anyone, so I went to collect the short black girl. She was available and we had another round of bedroom antics. Afterwards, I staggered to my hotel room and collapsed.
Day Four
My Canadian friend woke me up in time to catch a wonderful breakfast brunch. First I checked out of hotel. Several other foreigners were there, three of which were Canadian. We had good conversation and the food was excellent. After brunch, we went to a favorite pub. Today was the day of my departure, so I did not want to become entangled. The short black girl found me and began chatting me up. She was tempting, but I feared that if I engaged her, I might miss my flight. She wrote down her telephone number and asked me to call here once I returned to the States. I told her that I would not promise a call. My friend took me to the airport and I breezed through security. My flight departed on time and I fell asleep, dreaming of the women of Puerto Plata.
Day One
I have a Canadian friend in Puerto Plata who takes care of me. He introduce me to a girl who owns a bar. She is tall and thin, with the body of a dancer. After we chatted and got acquainted, she took me to a back room demonstrated her hospitality. Later that day I met a girl whom I saw during a previous visit. She remembered me and invited me to her room. We had an especially good time because of hot memories of my previous visit. After our good time, she offered to cook dinner for me. Night settled on the island and my Canadian friend took me club-hopping. I met a petite girl with light-brown skin and slim hips. She ended up spending an active night at my hotel.
Day Two
The morning sun woke us up. My petite girl gave me another round of pleasure before we had breakfast and she had to leave. I returned to bed and slept until late morning when I heard my Canadian friend knocking on my door. I got dressed and we were off for another day of activity. Today he introduced me to a statuesque girl with rich black skin. She was an Amazon type of girl, tall and muscular, with huge breasts. I made a date to see her at the club where she works. Later toward the evening, I was sitting in an open-air resturant, sipping a cool drink. A beauty passed by, giving me the eye. I invited her to sit with me and we talked. Soon we were in her bedroom, pleasing one another. Afterwards I inviter her to dine with me. Night came and I went club-hopping again. We arrived at one club in time to witness the floor show. The show was sensual and exciting. The States has nothing to compare with it. Later we went to the club where the black Amazon was working. We had drinks and conversation and the black Amazon agreed to spend the night with me. Using her strength and power, she pleasured me into blissful sleep.
Day Three
The black Amazon awakened me with a blow job. After I was ready, she repeated her powerful work of pleasure. Unfortunately she could not stay for breakfast and had to leave. I fell asleep and did not stir until my Canadian friend came to collect me. Later that afternoon and we went to a favorite hangout for foreigners. While sitting there I noticed a short girl with dark skin looking at me and smiling. She approached my Canadian friend and asked for an introduction. Soon she was seated next to me enjoying a drink. She invited me to her home, but I hesitated because I wasn't fully recovered from my experience with the black Amazon. There was something naughty and alluring about this short black girl. Soon a hard erection led me to her bedroom and we got intensely busy. She was sizzling hot and seemed to like me in a genuine manner. After the sex, we talked for a long time. She wanted me to commit to another date, but I did not. I told her that I wanted to meet other girls, but that I might see her later. Night arrived and once again my Canadian friend took me club-hopping. We caught the fantastic floor show again, had drinks, squeezed tits and ass, and had a good time at the clubs. I didn't make a date with anyone, so I went to collect the short black girl. She was available and we had another round of bedroom antics. Afterwards, I staggered to my hotel room and collapsed.
Day Four
My Canadian friend woke me up in time to catch a wonderful breakfast brunch. First I checked out of hotel. Several other foreigners were there, three of which were Canadian. We had good conversation and the food was excellent. After brunch, we went to a favorite pub. Today was the day of my departure, so I did not want to become entangled. The short black girl found me and began chatting me up. She was tempting, but I feared that if I engaged her, I might miss my flight. She wrote down her telephone number and asked me to call here once I returned to the States. I told her that I would not promise a call. My friend took me to the airport and I breezed through security. My flight departed on time and I fell asleep, dreaming of the women of Puerto Plata.
