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Kylie – Hipster Honey

Hipster Vixen

Hipster Honey

Lives: Allentown, Pennsylvania; Occupation: Record store cashier; Age: Twenty three; Born: September 30; Ht: 4’11”; Wt: 98 pounds; Bras: 34C; Panties: Knickers; Anal: No; BJs: Drink; Masturbate: Each day!

“There’s some nifty shit coming up in Lehigh Valley compared to just a couple of years agone,” Kylie said us. “But, for the most part, it is still nice-looking boring. I’ve been thinking about moving to New York, Austin or Seattle for a whilst. Apparently they’ve got live music everywhere and cool bars and shit. But it is banging expensive to move, and I do not know anybody who lives in these areas. So when this older lady-killer came into my record store and started talking about how this dude ‘loved my look,’ and ‘would love to take pictures of me some time,’ I jumped at the opportunity. He likewise said me that he had a mountainous CD collection as if that was supposed to make me moist or something. When I showed up, he offered me beer, which was phat. Then he started bragging about his music collection. I could barely hold back my laughter. It was all of this old-white-guy ram. Furthermore, I wasn’t there to listen to records. I asked him to start shooting. I was a little nervous about exotic dancing in front of a stranger, but I got over it. It was a real rush, having a lad I’d only met one time look at my bra-busters and my pussy.”

“My kinkiest erotic encounter happened after-hours at the record shop. There was this band doing a dunky national journey, and they decided to play our shop. The thing is, they did not advertise. They rolled into city for the night and did not have time to put up any posters or everything. So they ended up only having us workers and maybe 3 or four shoppers listening. But we gave them beers, and we ended up talking after their set. They all came back to my apartment. We smoked, swallowed some more and listened to some records. We were feeling great. I cant remember who I started giving a kiss 1st, I think it was the guitarist, but I ended up making out with all of ’em. One of the men pulled his 10-Pounder out, and I started blowing him. Another stud pulled down my jeans and began to fuck me. They took turns letting me suck them and fuck ’em. At the end, they all ended up blowing their loads in my wet crack. It was the almost any awesome night of my life.”

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