Now, compared to the rest of Asia, the Filipinos speak the best English far and away. I mean, it’s really not even close. That is part of the big reason mongers love the place so much. The ability to actually relate and speak with the girls is huge. Especially if you’re used to places like Thailand and others where the non-sexual interaction leaves a lot to be desired. That said, don’t get fooled into thinking you’re going to hear a dissertation on quantum physics from one of your Filipina lady-friends anytime soon.

You know you’re on a tourist beach in a 3rd world country when you can’t walk more than 20 yards without relentless touts trying to sell all kinds of worthless crap to you. Well, that and the unkempt sand, filthy stray dogs, rickety wooden pontoon boats and scammy jetski rentals. So, this is paradise, huh? But then, just then, you realize what brought you here. Because you also can’t go more than 20 yards without a lovely brown-skinned LBFM crossing your path, and high praise to the Mongering Gods for that!

Snuggled together on the sofa, Filipino Amy and her boyfriend Jasper giggle together as they watch a recent home movie. Wriggling together on the sofa their eye's lock and a shared sexual need takes over. Clothing is tugged out of the way revealing Amy's large nipples as they excite each others bodies. Amy pulls her boyfriends lips from her moist labia and kisses him, savoring her own taste as it fills her mouth. Returning the favor she lets her tongue glide up and down the shaft of Jasper's erection... ' I love it!'

The bars and the girls. Those two things are really why we all come, aren’t they? There’s not much else in this seedy little town that would attract anyone to visit for any other reason. The fact that you can find yourself in a bar at almost any hour of the day, enjoying the close company of a warm inviting LBFM is really what vacationing here is all about.

Sometimes the best laid plans don’t always go as swimmingly as first expected. But no matter, because when you’re in the Philippines, you’ll still probably end up getting laid. Jonas had this nice idea of a long weekend getaway to the beach to get out of the city and away from the pollution and crowds for a while. Hopefully, to enjoy some nice sunny seaside weather and find himself a sweet young piece of pookie to punch out on camera for the rest of us.

If there’s one thing Filipinos love it’s their malls. Huge fucking obscenely ornate malls all over the metropolitan areas and beyond. They spend countless hours there just because. Malls of the place to be for most Filipinos. This fact presents a favorable set of odds for the foreign male visitor looking to score some strange. On this particular evening, Jonas would show us just what I mean.

When Mr. X was back in-country recently we knew that a hastily produced sleaze-session from him would not be far behind. As is his personal preference anyway, he opted to miss out on the crazy goings on in that town a few hours north to instead stay right there in the capitol. After all, in a city that big with that many people, your bound to find a slutty girl sooner or later. Bars or no bars.

Lots of pretty girls hang out at the drag racing strip. They wear team colors and advertise the promoters. The racing enthusiasts drool over them, but they are not actually free to go with customers while in team colors. Soong goes there just to get picked up. She does not belong to any team, but does own one of the last season cast off jackets, and has been fucked by drivers, mechanics and racing fans. A truly pleasant fuck, she takes it deep in her throat and swallows sperm readily. You can see Soong on this video with her mouth wide open while I ejaculate.

This week we’re bringing you something a little different than usual. While on his usual pussy-hammering excursion from one island to the next, Mr. X met back up with a young local fellow he got acquainted with on trips prior. As it turns out, this lad is a huge Trike Patrol fan and has always dreamed about banging a chick in front of our camera for the site. When Mr. X learned of this from him, he got the idea to arrange that very thing.

It is a well-known philosophy that positioning oneself on the high-ground provides a tactical advantage in almost any sort of conflict. In the ongoing battle for puki-dominating supremacy, we here at Trike Patrol like to put that theory into play whenever the situation calls for it. If that means dismounting from our trike’s sidecar and finding a stationary perch from which to better scan the street for LFBMs from, so be it.