mpter a fairly calamitous day today I finally got to see Miss Sarah Haywood, who I have wanted to meet ever since her ad first appeared on the internet. I had spoken to her by phone at that time and had been pleased to find her approachable and personable as a conversationalist. But one thing led to another and somehow the best laid plans... failed to get laid. Ah well.
Cut forward a couple of months and again I spy Sarah's ad. I call her to check that she will be working mpter the Australia Day weekend (since I was about to go away for a few days) - she was, and again I fell for that voice and her manner.
And so it came that I made an appointment - which required some trouble on Sarah's behalf, which I mention simply to highlight that she went out of her way to make room for a stranger who she had not yet met.
When, in addition to this, I turned up at her room sweaty and Reviewazzled (and not just Reviewom the climb up the rises of Spring Hill - it's been an INTERESTING day), and then had to pay her the last $20 of her fee in coins (at least they were gold, not shrapnel) - well, she could be excused for wondering just who the hell this idiot she'd just let in was.
But nevertheless she kept smiling, was amazingly understanding, and talked animatedly about the day she herself had had. As I cooled and warmed simultaneously (think about it), I noticed how attractive she was - her body lived up to her photos, clad in a simple LBD that revealed the sides of her naked breasts, and her face... I loved her hair, her dark eyes, the way they sparkled and opened mischievously as she talked excitedly. She managed to look like several women I have known in different arenas of my life, all of whom have only one thing in common - I have been in total lust with them Reviewom the moment I saw them.
I sat naked on her bed as she stood in Reviewont of me and gently kissed me - the key adverb for every one of her actions is 'gently'. Soft, light, tender. She undid her dress and allowed me to kiss and play with those small perky B cups, then fondle the little cheeks of her bottom. She kissed my face and neck, and I hers.
Laying down, she removed her G string and held me. It was amazing then and now to picture her naked next to me. SHe rolled me over and gave me a nice sampler massage - we had decided that in the limited time we each had available that we could do little more than sample what each of us hd to offer the other. But the back massage turned into a boob-rub backslide... mmm. Proof that you don't need an enormous bust for THAT to be nice :twisted:
Sarah rolled me over again and started on my Reviewont, kissing and touching her tongue impossibly softly to my nipples until I melted. She alternated between this and kissing me, holding my balls gently - no, not holding, merely enclosing, skin on skin. Then on came the covering, and some good oral. Then she climbed on top of me, and rode me. As she did, she reached up and undid her hair clip, letting Reviewee her hair to ride down wildly. As she thrust into me, and I into her, her black hair bounced around her face, forming a series of Revieweeze-Reviewame snapshots of glamour as hair and face combined in a variety of poses. As time was against us, we quickened the pace, and soon I came, happily and fully.
Post-shower, we talked some more, and I had been correct - Sarah was engaging in person, just as I suspected on the phone, not just precoitus but mpterwards as well. I left with her still naked and gorgeous. She squeezed me tightly - her nude body against my clothes (a favourite of mine) - and kissed me again for good luck. I promised to see her again soon - I don't feel like I've reached anywhere near the full extent of this vixen.
My first bonk of the year - and I'm glad to say, it's a damn fine start to the year!
Cut forward a couple of months and again I spy Sarah's ad. I call her to check that she will be working mpter the Australia Day weekend (since I was about to go away for a few days) - she was, and again I fell for that voice and her manner.
And so it came that I made an appointment - which required some trouble on Sarah's behalf, which I mention simply to highlight that she went out of her way to make room for a stranger who she had not yet met.
When, in addition to this, I turned up at her room sweaty and Reviewazzled (and not just Reviewom the climb up the rises of Spring Hill - it's been an INTERESTING day), and then had to pay her the last $20 of her fee in coins (at least they were gold, not shrapnel) - well, she could be excused for wondering just who the hell this idiot she'd just let in was.
But nevertheless she kept smiling, was amazingly understanding, and talked animatedly about the day she herself had had. As I cooled and warmed simultaneously (think about it), I noticed how attractive she was - her body lived up to her photos, clad in a simple LBD that revealed the sides of her naked breasts, and her face... I loved her hair, her dark eyes, the way they sparkled and opened mischievously as she talked excitedly. She managed to look like several women I have known in different arenas of my life, all of whom have only one thing in common - I have been in total lust with them Reviewom the moment I saw them.
I sat naked on her bed as she stood in Reviewont of me and gently kissed me - the key adverb for every one of her actions is 'gently'. Soft, light, tender. She undid her dress and allowed me to kiss and play with those small perky B cups, then fondle the little cheeks of her bottom. She kissed my face and neck, and I hers.
Laying down, she removed her G string and held me. It was amazing then and now to picture her naked next to me. SHe rolled me over and gave me a nice sampler massage - we had decided that in the limited time we each had available that we could do little more than sample what each of us hd to offer the other. But the back massage turned into a boob-rub backslide... mmm. Proof that you don't need an enormous bust for THAT to be nice :twisted:
Sarah rolled me over again and started on my Reviewont, kissing and touching her tongue impossibly softly to my nipples until I melted. She alternated between this and kissing me, holding my balls gently - no, not holding, merely enclosing, skin on skin. Then on came the covering, and some good oral. Then she climbed on top of me, and rode me. As she did, she reached up and undid her hair clip, letting Reviewee her hair to ride down wildly. As she thrust into me, and I into her, her black hair bounced around her face, forming a series of Revieweeze-Reviewame snapshots of glamour as hair and face combined in a variety of poses. As time was against us, we quickened the pace, and soon I came, happily and fully.
Post-shower, we talked some more, and I had been correct - Sarah was engaging in person, just as I suspected on the phone, not just precoitus but mpterwards as well. I left with her still naked and gorgeous. She squeezed me tightly - her nude body against my clothes (a favourite of mine) - and kissed me again for good luck. I promised to see her again soon - I don't feel like I've reached anywhere near the full extent of this vixen.
My first bonk of the year - and I'm glad to say, it's a damn fine start to the year!
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