Because this is so damning, and because she's only one good shower away from turning awful into mediocre, I won't post the link here on this site. Let's just say she's posting on BP as a Visiting Brunette. She was nice enough, is the lady in the ad, but was significantly older than the listed age. Overall, it was more like a bad Asian-du-jour experience, although she is Latin. She is petite, and her body is good for her age, but it doesn't matter. Shit, she could be Kate Upton, I'd still wanna vomit.
I've hobbied for years, and have been fortunate enough to avoid a certain experience. Until now...
Fast-forward: She's getting ready for the reverse-cowgirl approach. She gets on, and... What the fuck was that? What did I just see in her ass? I spread her cheeks. What the? Is that... toilet paper?? Smeared up in her ass? Like all around? Was she JUST taking a shit as I knocked on the door?
We're in her nice hotel room, how does she not clean her ass before I get here? She said I was her first guy of the day? How did she not shower? She's an older, experienced woman, how the fuck does she not know to CLEAN HER ASS?
Nothing kills libido faster than a rotten odor. What hole it originates from doesn't matter. I couldn't decide if I wanted to puke or leave, or both. The whole bed now smelled like ass. It was bad. PTSD-inducing bad.
I couldn't get it up. All I could think about was her filthy ass. How the fuck?? We're talking fetid swamp ass. How does a PROFESSIONAL not clean her ass? She had gray roots, and spoke about being in the business for years. She's old enough to know better.
I wanted to leave. I just wanted to grab my clothes and run the fuck outta there. Reluctantly, I let her start-and-finish me with a hand. I needed to get something positive out of this. But I couldn't focus. With that odor, we could have been in a porta-potty. Somehow, I get some load on her. Then I shower. Her? NO SHOWER!! She gets dressed in the same clothes. WHAT THE FUCK?? How does she not smell her own ass? And I just came on her? She doesn't fucking shower? I could have simply jerked off on a manure pile, would have saved myself $150.
She talks about herself, and all I can think about is her rancid ass. I get dressed. And all I could think about is the toilet paper stuck in her ass. She's standing there talking, and she still has that toilet paper up her ass. Literally up her ass.
After being there for a Motherfuckers!-why-did-I-just-do-that 20 minutes, I left and immediately killed myself. Or wish I did.