motuman
02-16-2009, 8:33 PM
One of the big reasons I keep traveling to Negril is to help out Poor Willy. The man needs help. And after his maga incident at Tanya’s he was on injured reserve for serving the Sistas - he was More Poor Willy now. So I HAD to step up during our Treasure Beach photo shoots.
First up was Mistress Midnight ……… a lovely Sista with velvety dark skin, a hot body, and a burning desire to sit on some face. Cue Motuman. First I was a lucky lounge chair, then a lawn mat, and who would have figured that Mistress Midnight enjoys sitting in trees while wearing a bikini? So I became a seat for her while she climbed a tree. The tree hates me now.
More Poor Willy watched all this while his nose scabbed over.
That night we went to the bar run by Mistress Mean Ass. She had many “humorous” things to say to all of us, none of which can be repeated. But she too enjoys her dancehall music, though she prefers to stay behind the bar (except to dance!) so she can remain vexed at More Poor Willy for letting some maga scab up his nose. However, I got to enjoy a special, personalized rendition of Beenie Man’s “Back it Up” from the lovely Mistress Ass, which is now my favorite Jamaican tune and all-time favorite jiggy beer melody.
Next day was seat time for Mistress Mean Ass. Oh yeah, she looked great in her sexy bathing suits. Especially from my point of view. I remember saying to her, “okay, you can mmmmppppphhhh.” Or something like that when her suh-WEET ass sat down on my face. All got dark – and lovely. While Mistress Mean Ass didn’t climb any trees, she did enjoy the lovely flowers at Treasure Beach ………. as long as someone was worshipping her fine ass too. Cue Motuman again.
More Poor Willy scratched at his scabbed over nose.
Not a bad way to spend a few days ………… with a beach to swim at throughout the day and an evening sky filled with stars ………. and plentiful rum and things to smoke too …….. not f***in’ bad at all. We left on Friday as we had Tanya’s invitation to come back for something special that night, so we headed back to Negril ……
First up was Mistress Midnight ……… a lovely Sista with velvety dark skin, a hot body, and a burning desire to sit on some face. Cue Motuman. First I was a lucky lounge chair, then a lawn mat, and who would have figured that Mistress Midnight enjoys sitting in trees while wearing a bikini? So I became a seat for her while she climbed a tree. The tree hates me now.
More Poor Willy watched all this while his nose scabbed over.
That night we went to the bar run by Mistress Mean Ass. She had many “humorous” things to say to all of us, none of which can be repeated. But she too enjoys her dancehall music, though she prefers to stay behind the bar (except to dance!) so she can remain vexed at More Poor Willy for letting some maga scab up his nose. However, I got to enjoy a special, personalized rendition of Beenie Man’s “Back it Up” from the lovely Mistress Ass, which is now my favorite Jamaican tune and all-time favorite jiggy beer melody.
Next day was seat time for Mistress Mean Ass. Oh yeah, she looked great in her sexy bathing suits. Especially from my point of view. I remember saying to her, “okay, you can mmmmppppphhhh.” Or something like that when her suh-WEET ass sat down on my face. All got dark – and lovely. While Mistress Mean Ass didn’t climb any trees, she did enjoy the lovely flowers at Treasure Beach ………. as long as someone was worshipping her fine ass too. Cue Motuman again.
More Poor Willy scratched at his scabbed over nose.
Not a bad way to spend a few days ………… with a beach to swim at throughout the day and an evening sky filled with stars ………. and plentiful rum and things to smoke too …….. not f***in’ bad at all. We left on Friday as we had Tanya’s invitation to come back for something special that night, so we headed back to Negril ……