Early nineties, we have an album recorded in Memphis, the Ardent Studios. Many famous groups had gone before us. Our record company in the Netherlands had arranged. It was nice because we ha
 
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 A trip through Memphis, Tennessee

Author: admin Date: 11 January 2010
Early nineties, we have an album recorded in Memphis, the Ardent Studios. Many famous groups had gone before us. Our record company in the Netherlands had arranged. It was nice because we have played all night until early morning. To stay awake, we used everything. For nine hours the morning the rest went back to the hotel room, but I went hiking and took a sniff. Everything went great. I could still go one years. In a hotel on the corner of Beale Street was a riot. It looked black with people. I was lost and thought someone could show me the path. Because of my height and rock & roll look quite put me out of the rest. I'm 1, 94 m. long. Over the heads out there I saw cars and celebrities got to the hotel were allowed. That was around noon. There were people who went before me aside and gave way. I did not know why, but I found it annoying to backtrack, stepped forward and found myself as a famous pop star in the hotel was discharged. I saw the fun of it, and ordered committed. I was high and let me carry the guests to a room where it was quite busy. There were many half naked ladies show off. They were certainly not ugly, but had huge silicone tits, which I personally have anything against. Such tits you squint to look, feel and wear strange to behave this weird. It was a party for some movie. I was offered a glass of champagne and walked back to the hall to the elevator to the roof to take. The building was not very high, but I thought so back to the studio to find, got into the elevator, and immediately there were two black women talking behind me busy. They were also of the party, but did have more clothes than the rest. The smallest listened patiently to each other and smiled at me. Suddenly she asked me if I had something for her. That was obvious. I have walked around with everything from a male from the studio. He had scheduled. I said I had something. Now the other also suddenly stopped and looked at me in surprise. Small asked if I was a Yank. Junk I first understood, but when she started on New York, I said that I was Dutch, either from Holland. Now they started again busy talking. It was a snake which I only half understood. Immediately stopped the lift with a shock. She got out and looked at both. "Come on, boy," they cried together. The smallest one hand pulled me by the elevator. I wanted to go to the roof, and there we were not. We were only on the fourth floor. At least one small hotel room said she not only came from Memphis and New Orleans are very few people knew. I let them sniff what they quite making began, as if it was their first time. After a lot of noise and theater, the smallest turned toward me and asked very closely: "Who will you first fuck And Ending, me or my lovely girlfriend here?" I was surprised: "both?" But it sounded more like: "both!" 
This they found fun. Immediately sat the smallest at me and grabbed my crotch. Completely indifferent to such beauty I had not been, but he was not hard. In a separate move, she had my pants and fished out my lat. When she saw my ring she left a little scream. The other was also right on top. In no time she rubbed me a pole with obscene language, which again does not understand much. It was more how. My post was a light blue condom tightly packed. I had a couple of times touched her breasts but had little grip. Each time she pushed my hand away to busy themselves with my cock to be. Then her ienemiene Mutte, and went on. I went in Dutch participate. That they were beautiful. Coincidentally I stopped at the larger of the two. She had retained all the time, though she had found not a good idea of her friend. Whether she was stoned. Her little friend gave me the opportunity to continue with ienemiene Mutte and laboriously pulled me up. She let me step out of my pants. Then she pushed against her friend who slipped back a little and her dress pulled away to see her naked cunt was. She was not wearing panties, and her bare dark mouse gleamed with moisture, though she herself had bepist. I fell over her and felt my cock with three hands simultaneously in the black box was sent. I was horny and I thought all women of the world simultaneously fucking was. They fell further and pulled me out of her. I did my best. Her upper body swayed back and forth. With one arm she held her breasts and the other with me. A soft sweet scent of the south rose. I wandered with my thoughts to distant countries in the Caribbean. Just when we had the knack, I was at my waist to hold and pulled. Little said it was her turn. She had everything put out in a pink bra after. The meat bulged in abundance on all sides. Thus, in this bra panties she had probably also between the people walked in the room. I was horny and wanted her to push the bed, but she took me and pushed me back to bed. Within a few moments she sat giggling on me and my cock began to prepare. Her provocative game went from running and sitting still, then wiggle. And they spoke constantly dirty. Weird dirty. Her friend was on the sofa and lie friemelde with three fingers in her cunt. She just looked again. After a while I took all my strength together and threw the little super boobs with my full weight and all around. I planted myself but her shot from right back. Now I began to pump her, my way, as I had planned all this time. With a huge release, I finished her. We were clammy with sweat and remained lying. When I wanted to get up and my suits I was held as a hostage. How could I go? They wanted some sniffing. Eventually the afternoon passed, and I stepped out the door to the roof top to look. But I boarded the elevator went into a free fall. The hall was nothing more to see one of festivity. I ran the hotel from the street and spoke a few one hundred meters away where an agent had Ardent Studios. Instead of explaining it with a club called a phone. A little later I drove a police car to the office. The dope was, but my eyes were not fresh enough, according to Mr. Agent. I was held days later and after much back and forth ringing, released again. I had slept in the meantime, but was not fit. In my hotel I was told that the others had gone to the studio. I am also gone. The music had largely been played, the text I had to sing. I sounded terrible, but the producer loved it. And so lived. The black kutharen were still between my teeth. When I later told my story to my companions, they thought that I had from the newspaper. One of the band had a photo of an oversized boobs-miss in a newspaper of this album. The place was only a few blocks from the studio, according to the message. But I had to walk for hours. 

With the appearance of the CD that critics said the texts were ambiguous and semi-racist. But that was nonsense. That I hereby correct. Was the picture. A few of us looked like skinheads. They were then I think essentially wrong, and so right. With an Indian friend in your house do not racist acts. Sometimes in Memphis and our success in that short time. 

My God, what a horny cunts were those two.

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