Here, hotels are hotels as they probably are anywhere in the world, sometimes seedy sometimes fancoid; but Motels, to a Brazilian they can only mean one thing: sex. They all have mirrors on the ceiling (at the very least) and a veritable smorgasboard of lubes and plugs and toys and such. And they´re really common! The first time I visited one such fine establishment I was at the mercy of a stranger intent on fucking my foxy female friend and a gay stoner, guess who I got to sleep with? Well anyway, the second time was better.
2 comments:
Ooh la la. Grrrr. Youzah. I'm guessing you wound up with...your own two hands?
Eeewwww. I wonder whose job it is to clean the "plugs."
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