ps... february pics of leafar

26 August 2009, Wednesday. The week started with a suicidal thought. I have an obsessive compulsive boss, she nags, talks and talks ... and she started the week by saying that the reason my work is so late is because I have too many papers on my table. That was the start .... duhhh.. I honestly thought of slashing my wrist in front of her and leaving a suicide note, pinpointing her to having pushed me. Oh well! Now, what are my choices? Sex.. actually, I had one last saturday with Biggie, sunday with DocM, monday with Pedro, yesterday was a dinner date - nada! That sort of help, and today, it was really slash or sex, i chose to escape on the guise of an errand and met with Victor again. Well.. so now, am all alone in the office, sexually satiated and feeling good about myself.

I guess my sexual life is just to compensate the stress of my professional life. Oh well, anyway, let them think I am working overtime while I upload pics of Leafar - it has been a while since that cock visited me. The last time, he brought a very handsome 20 something guy, very hairy... I can fall for that face. Oh well, enjoy the upload of the week!

Sex in the shower ....

Remembering it, sucking Pedro in the shower until he came brings a smile to my lips. Ever nice and hard, we paused in the shower door and I took some pics, sort of a new angle for me. He suggested the idea, and it was relaxing to have the water flow on my back as my head was bobbing up and down, licking his dick head, savoring his balls with my toungue ... and he came into my mouth...

A VICTORious Weekend

10 August 2009. Last night or rather earlier this morning, I was feeling sorry for myself having to work until 230 in the morning! But then, in part it was my fault - I stole a few of hours in the afternoon to have sex again with Victor. We met last saturday almost around 5 and parted after three hours....

World end at hand!?!

05 August 2009. I found myself engaged again by the end of the week! I know that somehow if there is something good, there would be some payment. Oh well, my female best friend was severely distressed and depressed, she asked me to marry her, and I said Yes!.. ehr... ok.. sure.. but after the one year mourning period. (ika nga, pagkatapos na lang ng babang luksa. eto problema ng high sa sex, oo na lang ng oo. or malapit na sigurong magunaw ang mundo. Ako? Pakasal sa babae?)

Then, yesterday, twas a tuesday feeling so stressed out from my superiors, who were shouting at each other - I left at 430 pm, so I can have a quickie in my room with Pedro Banana. I told you, I am crazy for his curved cock, its literally like taking a big fat banana in one´s throat.

We wanted to take a light shower together to freshen up .. NO WATER!!! Its a good thing, he shaves himself so even without a quick clean up, he smells good, and taste good, actually he taste and feels a lot better. Without the shower, our adrenaline from the flight of stairs (that is actually around 6 levels!), I just started taking him in, enjoying again every inch of his manhood. I would be gagging, i was on fours, and he egged me to take my clothes off. Starving of sex, I simply went on him without being fully naked. I took my bottom and we did a 69, but this time he was underneath. My legs would like to buckle from the pleasure of sucking him, and my dick inside his mouth.



I guess, the world is coming to an end... for without words, he went on all fours, and I sucked his ass. I took a condom and placed it on my dick, and slowly put it in his ass. No objection, he let me, and it felt good. He lie on his belly and I was fucking him, he was bottoming for me! I paused, and then I took a shot of me on top of him, and then another shot of his lovely ass. His ass was all mine.

Sucking the Security Guard on a Saturday

03 Aug 2009. Its another blue monday ... expected, but what kept me smiling is the thought of my last saturday. I finally finished reading the second and last part of King breaker, king maker by Karen Miller. Carlos36 slept over that night, no sex, but he cleaned up my place. Somehow, life here in Caracas is surprisingly so familiar, similar back home. I was living with someone, like a husband, and yet - no sex, it was more of companionship. I have an air conditioner that the exhaust extends to the bathroom, same as in Manila! Likewise, the sex then is with other people.

Finishing the book, and Carlos having left for his work, was the time my married with children Pedro dropped by. Sad to say, I already jacked off before I knew he would be able to dropped by. Anyway, I ravaged and enjoyed sucking his cock. I was like a glutton, and he just let me. Then, we changed positions and we did a 69, as in my head was bursting from the sensation. I guess it was also too much for him, for he then knelt on his knees and I continued sucking him till he came - on the last second, he took out his cock and sprayed me with his cum. I can only smile. It felt wonderful!

I cleaned up, coooked my lunch, and then rested. With a smile, I left for work. One should always smile and be cordial, be the proverbial Ms. Congeniality!

hola! hola! Buenas dias! (as in hello, hello, good day!)

Venezolanos are like that, they would greet you, very friendly. So I learned to do so. And on this Parque Felipe building, I also greeting this 40s lean, dark guy. He replied his hellos, BUT he said something more! Duhh... was I wrong in my hearing? I stopped and retreated, true enough, he was really being friendly and all. He told me that he is working until morning of sunday. Oh hummm.. oh ok. Thank you. I said I would see him then later....

to be continued