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22-Nov-2017 19:29

He that towers at six feet four weighs ninety three kilos and drinks at least three hundred milliliters of Smirnoff Vodka a day. It is the kind of place where philandering men and women meet for a stolen quickie, a stolen smile and a much longed for orgasm and throat souring moans. Downstairs, Kimathi, Mathenge and Taylor show up at the reception desk and flash their badges at the bored looking receptionist in a weave that is six minutes away from rotting on her head and so much lipstick that Mathenge remembers what their mother used to say about “women of nowadays”. You might think she has bitten your dick off.” Kimathi: (To the receptionist with the fakest smile on earth) Hello love. (Spots Mathenge behind Kimathi and is prompted by the former’s nervous look on his face to ask) Do you guys want a room? Receptionist: Well, your friend looks like he is about to shit in his pants. (The receptionist is reluctant so he smiles at her) Please. (He flashes Taylor a saccharine smile and he growls again; this time a little louder) Mathenge: Leave Taylor alone, would you? They either cheat on you or they die while giving birth to your children. Then they go ahead to act like there aren’t two other men and a dog inside the elevator with them. Phone cameras flash as friends and family take and keep a digital record of this moment when a giant decides to celebrate his 50 birthday just because his twins, the most beautiful girls in this whole wide world, asked him nicely to do it. “The most beautiful girls in this whole wide world.” But it is his favorite cliché so he doesn’t really mind it. At thirty three years of age, Mathenge is slightly built and looks way younger than thirty three. Some say that he is looking at them as if he wants them. But whether attracted or scared by it, women do notice it. Mathenge’s six years old German Shepherd that is a retired Military Dog.

” We were sitting in a round table, and discussing about sex work.My mentor took interest in the proceedings and called the waiter over “Nini mbaya na huyo mrembo kwani? She moans and hears my answering growl as she takes me to her throat, her tongue rippling beneath the underside as she relishes the taste.