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Cris: Comic “Relief” (LOST EPISODE) Video
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This week's mid-week update is another classic patrol or "lost episode" as they call them here. This particular one includes one of the funniest "oops" moments ever caught on film by us I would say. But before we get there, a little about the episode from the start:
Ray and I set out on a Sunday afternoon patrol around the main thoroughfares of town; particularly circling around the big park near the SM mall. It's all about timing really. There's always girls walking all around the place but finding the right one at the right time can be tricky. You have to try and find one who's in a "bubble"; in a pocket of empty space without many other people around her. It's somewhat akin to how a wild cheetah or leopard stalks a herd of Wildebeest and waits for one of them to stray a bit from the crowd, then makes its move.
As we circled the park a 3rd time, we spotted our lone prey on the inside of the park fence and she was dressed in all-black with hooker-style boots on. By the way, hooker-style boots are usually a good indication of potential openness to slutty behavior on camera with strangers we're learned. So we pulled up along the park fence and shouted out to her. She kept her distance at first but inquisitively came nearer. Ray wanted to try out a new direct method of just asking if she wanted to "go have sex on camera" and wouldn't you know it, it actually worked. Her name was Cris she said, and after helping her jump over the fence, we were away in the trike in no time.
As you'll see, Cris was a very friendly and personable chick with a bright smile and cute mannerisms, but she was also a little bit "loopy". Her deep Waray (Samar) accent and, at times it seemed, short attention span, made for some awkward, misunderstood moments. She claimed she was 23 yrs old and had lived in town for 8 yrs now, working in a bar at age 15 (it does happen) and then spending time as a webcam girl. With that kind of a resume I would've expected her English to be better, but what do I know.
Ray was trying to get her to let us both slam her but she seemed hesitant about it so it ended up just being me. Poor little me, haha. Once Cris got her top off we finally got to behold those large pillowey blouse puppies she was carrying. Man, they were nice tits. Big, soft and floppy, so you could just burrow your cock or face or whatever right down inside 'em. Once we both took our showers, the action began with Cris waking my pool-shriveled (went swimming b4 the patrol) little pecker up with quite the skillful blow-job. Along with her nice big dick-sucking lips, she had great rhythm and smoothness, keeping it nice and wet just how I like it.
But a few seconds in to her hopping aboard my cock was where the comedic "relief" occurs. As Ray is filming her from behind as she mounts me, he notices something wrong. He tries to tell her as gently as he can that she needs to use the CR. To which, she responds, "No, I don't". Haha. And he goes, "Uhh, yeah, you do." Of course in my position I'm totally oblivious to it all until she finally heads to the toilet and Ray explains the situation. It seems Cris had a prairie dog poking out a little, lol. This ain't no German scheisse website, so Ray acted prudently in calling the time-out there.
Once Cris returned all "refreshed", it only took another moment before I was hard again and she was back on-top of me. When the sex got going it was pretty damn good. Cris had a soaking wet pussy that just glided up & down my cock and her small-yet-curvaceous body type felt sublime in the clutches of my ever-grasping hands. In other words, she had tits and ass, that perfect, rare combination that men like me crave for.
After smashing up her LBFM pussy in a plethora of titty-shaking positions, I withdrew my beef brisket and snotted ivory streams of hot nuttage all over her upper chest, making for that classic "pearl necklace" effect. For good measure, I even gave her the ol' sticky mushroom stamp of approval by slapping my cum-dripping penis on her forehead at the end. We like to have fun here at Trike Patrol, and this episode with Cris surely was a lot of fun, prairie dog appearance and all.
Keep it skeezy my neezies,
J-Reg
Ray and I set out on a Sunday afternoon patrol around the main thoroughfares of town; particularly circling around the big park near the SM mall. It's all about timing really. There's always girls walking all around the place but finding the right one at the right time can be tricky. You have to try and find one who's in a "bubble"; in a pocket of empty space without many other people around her. It's somewhat akin to how a wild cheetah or leopard stalks a herd of Wildebeest and waits for one of them to stray a bit from the crowd, then makes its move.
As we circled the park a 3rd time, we spotted our lone prey on the inside of the park fence and she was dressed in all-black with hooker-style boots on. By the way, hooker-style boots are usually a good indication of potential openness to slutty behavior on camera with strangers we're learned. So we pulled up along the park fence and shouted out to her. She kept her distance at first but inquisitively came nearer. Ray wanted to try out a new direct method of just asking if she wanted to "go have sex on camera" and wouldn't you know it, it actually worked. Her name was Cris she said, and after helping her jump over the fence, we were away in the trike in no time.
As you'll see, Cris was a very friendly and personable chick with a bright smile and cute mannerisms, but she was also a little bit "loopy". Her deep Waray (Samar) accent and, at times it seemed, short attention span, made for some awkward, misunderstood moments. She claimed she was 23 yrs old and had lived in town for 8 yrs now, working in a bar at age 15 (it does happen) and then spending time as a webcam girl. With that kind of a resume I would've expected her English to be better, but what do I know.
Ray was trying to get her to let us both slam her but she seemed hesitant about it so it ended up just being me. Poor little me, haha. Once Cris got her top off we finally got to behold those large pillowey blouse puppies she was carrying. Man, they were nice tits. Big, soft and floppy, so you could just burrow your cock or face or whatever right down inside 'em. Once we both took our showers, the action began with Cris waking my pool-shriveled (went swimming b4 the patrol) little pecker up with quite the skillful blow-job. Along with her nice big dick-sucking lips, she had great rhythm and smoothness, keeping it nice and wet just how I like it.
But a few seconds in to her hopping aboard my cock was where the comedic "relief" occurs. As Ray is filming her from behind as she mounts me, he notices something wrong. He tries to tell her as gently as he can that she needs to use the CR. To which, she responds, "No, I don't". Haha. And he goes, "Uhh, yeah, you do." Of course in my position I'm totally oblivious to it all until she finally heads to the toilet and Ray explains the situation. It seems Cris had a prairie dog poking out a little, lol. This ain't no German scheisse website, so Ray acted prudently in calling the time-out there.
Once Cris returned all "refreshed", it only took another moment before I was hard again and she was back on-top of me. When the sex got going it was pretty damn good. Cris had a soaking wet pussy that just glided up & down my cock and her small-yet-curvaceous body type felt sublime in the clutches of my ever-grasping hands. In other words, she had tits and ass, that perfect, rare combination that men like me crave for.
After smashing up her LBFM pussy in a plethora of titty-shaking positions, I withdrew my beef brisket and snotted ivory streams of hot nuttage all over her upper chest, making for that classic "pearl necklace" effect. For good measure, I even gave her the ol' sticky mushroom stamp of approval by slapping my cum-dripping penis on her forehead at the end. We like to have fun here at Trike Patrol, and this episode with Cris surely was a lot of fun, prairie dog appearance and all.
Keep it skeezy my neezies,
J-Reg
