Eclipse

Balls licked as I rub & jerk his cock. Condom rolled on with my fingers and mouth. I lick and suck, then bite & lick his nipples as he pinches mine. It's too hard, but it excites him. He moves his mouth toward my breasts so I move up, drop one into his face so he can lick and bite, while I pinch his. Then the other. He moves my hand down to his balls. I cradle and massage them. He pushes me down a bit, so I head south. Suck his balls and fondle his cock. He takes my hand off of his cock so I move my hand to his nipple and squeeze it. He guides me up then pushes on my hip so I turn around. He grabs my thigh and pulls. So I straddle him and go back down on his balls. He gently pulls on me so I sit up. I dry hump then glide over him and tease him, he puts my hand on his balls and grabs his cock. I look at the reflection of the red LED lights that are stuck along the top of my head board, reflected in the black TV screen. It looks like an eclipse. I've never noticed this before. Why? Oh, the doors to the cupboard the TV is housed in are usually closed in these situations. He grabs my ass, I continue gliding, playing with his balls, then he lightly grunts and breathes really hard, jacking off into the condom. He prefers this, finishing himself, while teased or nipples bitten or balls sucked. But today he wants my body moving over his, as I'm half lost in the image of red light.

Flake

This is of course long-neglected and there's much to say that Perhaps I will not.

But tonight, I was flaked on! Everything seemed cool- the conversation, nothing bad under his phone number, no delays in giving info, etc. But the asshole decided not to answer his door! I went to the (broken) vending machine for some water, then texted him to say I was at the door, and knocked again. No answer! I may have even seen him decide to go downstairs by the elevators as I exited them. He looked at me, passed, went toward another hall, then back and into an elevator. Maybe it was not him, but he had offered earlier to find me in the hall to direct me through the maze.

Fucker! Either way, it's bullshit and a wasted Uber. I have not had a new outcall client flake out on me in a long time. A couple of months ago, I did have a wasted trip on a repeat who walked his mom back from a show to her room, and never returned. He apparently was coked up and drunk and got alcohol poisoning. I've seen him since, during a subsequent trip out. But, typically I don't deal with this shit much anymore. Rarely advertising and screening people's numbers and such really helps that. Unfortunately, since this particular guy is from another country, there aren't many options for me to flag up his number. I will where I can.