Irish Stroke of the Spinner TrikePatrol
On some Trike Patrols, the longest road out is the shortest road home. Today was one of those days, as I set off on a lengthy health-walk for an hour or so after a late breakfast. In almost the same area I met Lyn last week, I spotted an adorable slim-bodied youngwan walking in my direction. Well, well, what have we here? This girl was extremely cute and told me her name was “Irish”. Interesting name for a Filipina I thought. I wonder if she’ll be able to resist my lucky charms? If my one-eyed trouser Borg has anything to say about it: Resistance is Futile!
No matter how many girls you talk to around here, none of them ever have boyfriends or husbands already. It’s quite amazing really. Makes one wonder how the population keeps on growing, doesn’t it? It’s like an entire country full of virgins until you make their acquaintance. Irish was no different. Claiming she had no boyfriend whatsoever, she eventually agreed to ride along with me in a trike back to my hotel, which despite my long walk, was then only a minute’s ride away. …shortest road home, and all that.
Irish was giggly and silly from the minute I met her, but I sensed a mischievous young lady here, and boy, was I ever correct with my intuition. We got into the room and Irish went to work on my cock with real vigorous enthusiasm for a girl her age. Although, despite her fresh, young appearance, she was 21; almost a Grandmother in Filipina years. I was still surprised at how adeptly she stroked and pulled at my dick while she sucked it. It’s always a pleasant happening when such an “innocent” looking girl employs tricky oral skills unexpectedly.
Then it was time for me to return the favor, and let me just say that unwrapping this fine female specimen from her clothes was akin to arriving at the end of a rainbow to loot the pot of gold! Irish had a breathtakingly small, petite little body with skin so soft you could just die after touching it. Once I finally laid eyes on her pussy and saw how small and perfect it was, I almost choked on the air as it left my lungs. It was like the coin-slot of a video arcade machine for fuck’s sake! All I could see was “Insert Here to Play!”
Deciding things would proceed more swimmingly if moisture was applied, I whispered sweet nothings with Aussie kisses onto her tiny little fem-slot before attempting to cram my bulging Bratwurst down in there all the way. It turned out to be a good strategy, because once I did break the plane of her vajean, I glided in there rather smoothly.
Irish was a quiet lay for the most part, but her sly smiles and grimaces told me she enjoyed sex just the same. Fucking her from behind and grasping her tight little brown butt was one of the most glorious sights to behold during this meeting. Her coffee-colored LBFM ass is just perfect for you spinner-lovers out there. That, and the way she gleefully takes my “Irish Cream” on the chin at the end makes this episode a brilliant lil’ scon!
Trike Patrol Go Bragh!
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