I love my women dark and steamy, or should I say hot and adventurous in the bedroom. When I was a young man I preferred blondes with large breasts, this all changed when I worked for a company which had an incentive scheme that provided successful staff members with a trip to the Philippines. But I wasn’t expecting
A few of us won the trip and went over with the boss who had made the Philippines his regular holiday destination. He showed us around and taught us how to get the most fun out of our spending dollar.
For weeks before the trip he talked up the holiday, giving us some idea of what to expect on arrival. No prior warning could ever prepare you for the moment when you walk out of Manilla Airport. It was absolutely chaotic, even though we lived in a city of 2million people we were overwhelmed by the sheer numbers of people at the exit of the airport terminal.
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The first local who spoke to us asked us if we wanted fucky sucky with pretty girl. The boss told us to ignore him and then told the local to leave us all alone as we already had girls waiting for us. He assured us that the girls that he had in mind for us would be much better than those offered at the airport. We were lucky I googled how to stay safe in the Philippines.
In the Philippines they have Wet Season and Dry Season, it was the Wet Season when we arrived, even in the taxi on the way to our hotel it seemed as though we were in a sauna, steamy is the word that comes to mind when describing the weather.
The boss was seemed over excited, he obviously had an addiction for Manilla; he seemed like a young boy at Christmas time just before his parents told him that he could open his presents. I thought that he wasn’t going to let us take our suitcases up to our rooms; he was literally foaming at the mouth when we drove past his favourite bar. Where he didn’t really fill us in on the Philippines sex scene.
These bars Rock
We walked to his favourite bar, the doorman greeted the boss by his first name and we were introduced by our first names, which the doorman committed to memory and never forgot. We took barstools side by side and were told by the boss that it was bad form to do that, where were the girls going to sit.
It was only 4pm Manilla time and there were some of the sexiest women I had ever seen up on the dance stage either fully nude or moving what little cloth they were wearing aside so that you could see anything and everything that they had to offer. All you had to do was tell them what you wanted to see.
I ordered my first drink and was informed that my first drink gave me a free head-job, what a country, buy a drink and get your dick sucked for free. And was told that you couldn’t pick the girl for the job, but if you wanted to fuck a girl of course you could pick her. So I considered my options, pay for a fuck or get a free blow-job, the top of a girls all looks the same to me, so I opted for the free blow-job, I would pay a prettier one for a fuck later.
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