Sneakin' a Peek

Sometimes I'll be watching an amateur porn and the background, the 'sets' that double as a random hotel room or someone's living room for god's sake will stop me in mid stroke. Can you believe that tapestry? I'll say to no one in particular. Or I'll call up my friend Colleen and say, 'Colleen, have you seen this tapestry? It's hideous!' but she won't know what I'm talking about of course. Or I'll catch out of the corner of my eye a Braun espresso machine, black, with built-in milk steamer, and I'll just have to have one.

The other night I was watching a Sneek Peek video. Of course I didn't buy it, I downloaded a torrent of it. Anyway, while watching "Blowin Da Boyz 3" I couldn't help but notice the feline theme going on in this guy's apartment...check it out:
















In one of the first scenes the pornographer drags his prey into the master bedroom where the bed is covered in leopard print sheets and a giant leopard tapestry is pinned to the wall. I had a dumb friend in highschool I used to fuck and he had the same thing...It was some kind of blanket that he thought looked so fucking cool that he had to pin it up on the wall and it just looked retarded but it gave me something to look at while I fucked him. Same thing is going on here.
















As this one carb-face enters the apartment he walks past this giagantic cat scratching-palace. This is one of those giant toys lonely people buy for their cats because they imagine there's this great bond between them and the pet, and they think that the pet will just love them to death for buying them such a carpet-mansion, but of course the cat doesn't give a shit which just makes the owner, in this case the single pornographer who likes to blow carbfaces on film, feel even more like a sad loser, which means, that to make himself feel better, he has to buy even more tiger trinkets...

















See that lion in the background there? And on the chair we can count not one, not two, but three different kinds of feline prints.
















Behind this dude, a white tiger stuffed animal and another tiger, camouflaged behind the houseplant.
















Hard to see, but at the bottom of the screengrab, to the right of the desk's keyboard, you can see the man's real cat, probably running away to hide, which the cat does everytime the dude brings home some stranger to blow. You know, cats have a pretty good sense of smell and they hate to smell their owner's spit on another dude's stinky dick and his cum. Yuck! At least if I was a cat I would hate the stench of that.

















God damn another white tiger.
















Doesn't that look majestic?

Shit that was better than sex.