I love it, throw in some Korean ass sweat and we talking fine dining!!!I guess y'all like titty sweat in your food...
Decaf good brother! I was the same way until I switchedReminds of a time when I went with a coworker to try and Cuban sandwich from one of their favorite spots. The girl behind the counter was jovial & convivial and before I knew it, she was convincing me to try Cuban coffee.
****Time Out**** fun fact about me; I don't do coffee. It gives me the jitters & I get an anxious feeling that I fucking hate. Everybody that knows me, knows that I dont do coffee at all. *****Time In*****
The homie with me was adamant that Cuban coffee was not for me, but the dimples on this broad had me waving off the good advice. I watched shorty prep the little cup with pride, a smile, and the fattest ass ever stuffed into a pair of Jimmy Jazz's stretch denims. When she was done prepping and I was still in a pervy daze, she slid the saucer with what looked like a white shot glass with a handle full of Cuban coffee right in front of me. Now, it looked like a shot. Presented as a shot. So, I drank it like a shot. They gasped. It tasted like coffee death. Like every ounce of coffee that I had ever drank was condensed into 1 small sip. Shit was bitter as hell. They damn near pissed themselves with laughter at my reaction and clowned me in spanish for a good minute. The sandwich was fire, though. But; yeah fuck Cuban coffee! That little cup had me shaking and agitated well into the next day.
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Reminds of a time when I went with a coworker to try and Cuban sandwich from one of their favorite spots. The girl behind the counter was jovial & convivial and before I knew it, she was convincing me to try Cuban coffee.
****Time Out**** fun fact about me; I don't do coffee. It gives me the jitters & I get an anxious feeling that I fucking hate. Everybody that knows me, knows that I dont do coffee at all. *****Time In*****
The homie with me was adamant that Cuban coffee was not for me, but the dimples on this broad had me waving off the good advice. I watched shorty prep the little cup with pride, a smile, and the fattest ass ever stuffed into a pair of Jimmy Jazz's stretch denims. When she was done prepping and I was still in a pervy daze, she slid the saucer with what looked like a white shot glass with a handle full of Cuban coffee right in front of me. Now, it looked like a shot. Presented as a shot. So, I drank it like a shot. They gasped. It tasted like coffee death. Like every ounce of coffee that I had ever drank was condensed into 1 small sip. Shit was bitter as hell. They damn near pissed themselves with laughter at my reaction and clowned me in spanish for a good minute. The sandwich was fire, though. But; yeah fuck Cuban coffee! That little cup had me shaking and agitated well into the next day.
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Ms Chang has back pockets on the front of her trousers! That ass is flat as a Las Vegas Baccarat table.
But those thangs hanging nice, though...