Hipster Honey

Hipster Honey

Lives: Allentown, Pennsylvania; Occupation: Record store cashier; Age: 23; Born: September 30; Ht: 4’11”; Wt: 98 pounds; Bras: 34C; Panties: Panties; Anal: No; BJs: Swallow; Masturbate: Daily!

“There’s some cool shit coming up in Lehigh Valley compared to just a pair of years ago,” Kylie told us. “But, for the almost all part, it’s still beautiful boring. I’ve been thinking about moving to New York, Austin or Seattle for a during the time that. Apparently they’ve got live music everywhere and phat bars and shit. But it is rogering expensive to move, and I do not know somebody who lives in these areas. So when this mature man came into my record store and started talking about how this man ‘loved my look,’ and ‘would adore to take pics of me some time,’ I jumped at the opportunity. This chab likewise said me that he had a giant CD collection as if that was supposed to make me wet or smth. When I showed up, that buck offered me beer, which was nifty. Then that man started bragging about his music collection. I could barely hold back my laughter. It was all of this old-white-guy stuff. Furthermore, I was not there to listen to records. I asked him to commence shooting. I was a little nervous about lap dancing in front of a stranger, but I got over it. It was a real rush, having a smooth operator I’d solely met one time observe my bra-busters and my slit.”

“My kinkiest raunchy collision happened after-hours at the record shop. There was this band doing a dunky national trip, and they decided to play our shop. The thing is, they didn’t advertise. They rolled into town for the night and did not have time to put up any posters or anything. So they ended up merely having us staff and maybe 3 or four shoppers listening. But we gave ’em beers, and we ended up talking after their set. They all came back to my apartment. We smoked, drank some more and listened to some records. We were feeling great. I can not remember who I started kissing first, I suppose it was the guitarist, but I ended up making out with all of them. One of the boys pulled his meat-thermometer out, and I started blowing him. One more lady-killer pulled down my jeans and began to shag me. They took turns letting me suck them and bonk them. At the end, they all ended up blowing their loads in my snatch. It was the superlatively good night of my life.”

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