A hard-working aboriginal that just survived from a mortorcycle accident

From the first sight, I didn't identify she is an aborigine. It was probably because of the ever dim light in the parlor. However, when we took off all those clothes facing each other in her suite, I realized she was an aborigine, who has different looks and features with a pair of firm and plump tits. Surprisingly, her skin is just distinct from ordinary aborigines who usually has dark skin. She told me with pride, "I'm different from number ten. Her skin is much darker than mine. Do you notice that? But, you can still call her next time. I don't care. However, everytime you call her, please call me next time. I would appreicate." Her words sounds not only sweet but pitiful. It really is one of the best ways to soliciting business in this circle.

However, woman like her always bewilders me. There is no doubt she's an ace at this field. Her Thai bathing skills on the water bed can hardly be excelled by all those women I have ever experienced. But, after you enjoy all her massage, either on the water bed or on the normal bed, you will sadly find her pussy tunnel is just so deep and well-covered by labia that you are difficult to explore and enjoy it as you did on other women in this parlor. The prerequisit for having fun with this aboriginal woman is -- you must have a lance-kind of cock.

Upon writing here, an opposite idea occurs to me, maybe I should go to pick her again some day next week, and try to work with her on how to have my stump-like cock reach the core of her "tunnel" as those with long "lance cock" guys do. Since she's so exprienced and skilled in this field, she must be able to work it out for me. Further, it can have a kind of exotic fun and stimulant for my sexual adventure all these years.