Kylie – Hipster Honey

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Hipster Honey

Lives: Allentown, Pennsylvania; Occupation: Record store cashier; Age: Twenty 3; Born: September 30; Ht: 4’11”; Wt: 98 pounds; Bras: 34C; Panties: Briefs; Anal: No; BJs: Swallow; Masturbate: Every day!

“There’s some nifty shit coming up in Lehigh Valley compared to just a couple of years ago,” Kylie said us. “But, for the almost any part, it’s still nice-looking boring. I have been thinking about moving to New York, Austin or Seattle for a while. Apparently they’ve got live music everywhere and phat bars and shit. But it’s fucking expensive to move, and I don’t know anybody who lives in those areas. So when this older boy came into my record store and started talking about how this chab ‘loved my look,’ and ‘would love to take images of me some time,’ I jumped at the opportunity. This chab also told me that he had a astronomical CD collection as if that was supposed to make me moist or something. When I showed up, that gent offered me beer, which was nifty. Then this chab started bragging about his music collection. I could barely hold back my laughter. It was all of this old-white-guy stuff. In any case, I wasn’t there to listen to records. I asked him to kick off 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 stud I would merely met one time look at my wobblers and my slit.”

“My kinkiest sexual encounter happened after-hours at the record shop. There was this band doing a petite national voyage, and they decided to play our shop. The thing is, they did not advertise. They rolled into town for the night and did not have time to put up any posters or everything. So they ended up solely 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 can not remember who I started kissing first, I guess it was the guitarist, but I ended up making out with all of them. One of the chaps pulled his 10-Pounder out, and I started blowing him. Another boy pulled down my jeans and began to screw me. They took turns letting me engulf them and copulate ’em. At the end, they all ended up blowing their loads in my muff. It was the superlatively valuable night of my life.”

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