On some days, like today, pussy is an abundance. I decided to sleep with one hooker on the way home who is kind of a go to. in my mind, I am thinking of a convenient stop by on the way home. Swing by, get some pussy, and then go home and lay on the couch. I even grabbed a bite before headed home. So maybe you’re wondering, "Where are the complications?" this girl has been able to hide her problem till now. She has a complicated, life-threatening leg injury. These things usually start shooting up in the wrong place and then having a necrotic affect upon their legs because they don’t address the problem. Usually out of fear, panic, and a not terribly irrational hope that it will all just go away.  However I have seen these type of injuries before. Left ignored, they become a life-threatening problem. She said she’s been to the hospital several times, each resulting in a fight or flight response of sheer panic and her ripping out her IVs, then making a fast getaway. This latest ...

There are go to girls that I can definitely see, but anyone doing this long enough knows that you don’t always want to go to them. Each girl has her own brand of bullshit that sometimes you just don’t want to deal with or tolerate. So you drive around looking for a girl, maybe get some strange if you're lucky. These cold months make it a lot harder. We all dig in for hibernation. One girl agreed to meet me, the one that only likes to give blowjobs, but she’s cheap and I was in the mood. She ended up ghosting me. The best way to think about this sort of thing we call mongering is really like a fisherman. You set your lines and hope you catch something good. Some days you don’t catch anything, other days you reel in a nice fish. Earlier today she asked me for $20, which I sent through CASHAPP. My mistake there was not checking that it was actually her. This blowjob queen never turns me down, so I’m starting to think that something is up. My policy is that $20 I’ll lend to a friend wi...

Her mouth felt like old leather. After I convinced her to take the condom off, she tried valiantly to get me hard. Her technique was fantastic, but her mouth was rough. It just wasn’t happening. After a few attempts, even trying to ride me, I was just pushing rope. She got up to use the phone. Eventually, while still on the phone, she lay back down. I was already jerking of with some lube, so I slid in and blew my load in her. This was not exactly the first impression I wanted to make.  You see, I got bored at work and wanted company. I want particularly horny, but I figured I'd get there. None of my usual contacts were responding, so I drove through a post of town frequented by prostitutes. I ran into that girl with the nice pussy wrapped around a total bitch. She was with some sexy girl I hadn't seen before. She could tell right away that I wanted to fuck her friend. So I cash apped her $20, her friend got in the car and we drove home. She was pretty talkative, and we got alo...

  There is supposedly some tribe in the Amazon Rainforest with only 7 men and 3000 women has. This is a viral video on TikTok. The comments left are all the same. Distilled to "where is it? Send me there!" You have to be someone like me to understand the true horror of constant women’s demands, especially pertaining to sex and money, which I by now equate as the same thing. Girls hand me endlessly for dates. The problem I have with this is that I’m not always in the mood, and not being in the mood I don’t want to pay the money they now demand. It used to be $40, but apparently those days are long gone. Now they want 60 or 80 which is a lot for every day. Every day is a lot of fucking for anyone, but they don't care. drug addicts have this horrible addictive need to get as high as often as possible and that costs an incredible amount of money. When I make myself available as a source of money, women literally pound on my door. Today is one example of that. The blonde kept ...

 The brunette got me for 80 yesterday, but now this one is here. She managed to trick me into shopping for her again. Another $30, and on top of the hundred she demanded, even though she agreed to 60. None of this is a surprise. The way I deal with this is to distance myself from her. She ended up sleeping for a good 12 hours. And I got to fuck her a couple times. Any more than that is self flagellation. There is also one more element. A high class escort would cost WAY more. I'm paying just a little over street whore prices for premium mid 20's pussy.  I drove her back this morning to her abusive, jealous dealer boyfriend. I could care less. She gravitates to men like this. I told her to stop fucking deadbeats who live in tents. She professes her love for him as if she wouldn't dump this loser like all the others. She lives in a tiny immature microcosm. My only regret is that I should have fucked her before dropping her off. Now I'll have to deal with morning wood, and...

 In the grand scheme of things, the earnings from Pornhub could be considered a paltry sum. However, there's a good feeling in that extra couple hundred dollars she can rely on each month to squander on more drugs. In these instances, she wants to spend the night at my place, because I'm the one person she knows won't try to take her shit from her. Last night, I gave her half of the money and she stayed over. I blew two loads in her and my dick is now limp and out of commission. I could always watch some good 80's porn as my natural Viagra, but let's not wake the beast just yet. 

 "Can I sleep over? I'm trying to stay away from my man. He's beating me and forcing me to stay with him in his tent!" Uhhh, fine. She can come over. I turned down three girls  already today. This girl Ash, who says she loves her boyfriend. They are as tight as can be! Forever together. It's girls like this that makes me enjoy watching my cum drip out of their pussy. The second was the dark haired girl in her 30s, but looks 60. She only likes to blow me. The third was the brunette, who's story of tearful woe was not compelling enough. Saying she really needed me, that it was important. No, it's not. It never is. But the cousin called telling me her boyfriend is roughing her up and she wanted to stay the night to get away. Ok, fine. The second I picked her up she wanted me to go and get her something so she could stay the night and be covered with the drugs needed. I told her that’s not how it works. We drove to my house, I went right to it, fucked her till...