Communication:
She responded quickly but you can tell she books up pretty fast. Still setting up a time was easy and she had same day availability. She asked for a deposit and I'm happy to provide.
First Impression:
Ok so I saw her pics and I figured there's no way she actually looks like those pics...but then I saw her and holy fuck they ain't lying. She's short and muscular like a fitness model, but with insanely massive fake knockers. I kept looking over at her like a creepy dude because I couldn't quite believe what I was seeing. We schedule a massage for an hour and she tells me the variety of services she offers...and I'm standing there taking my cloths off like a fat old awkward man thinking I'm in a childhood dream.
The main course:
Ok so I'm not much of a massage guy, but for reasons unknown I took that option. I gotta say I wasn't disappointed. She spent a full 40 minutes massaging me with unscented oil, which didn't smell particularly good. Then next thing you know I'm strapped to the bench by my wrists and ankles and blindfolded...but they don't call me DDB because I'm not into weird shit.
This woman just read me like a book, she's straddling me, I don't know what the fuck is happening. She's rubbing her self all over me, stroking my pole, kissing, sucking etc. Eventually it builds beyond what this 2 pump chump can handle and I paint myself with goo.
At this point I'm thinking holy fuck can I book this daily. Should I just propose to her?
Conclusion:
Run don't walk, this lady is amazing. I also love the fact they she made sure I got my full hour and didn't jerk me off and rush me out the door. Two thumbs, way the fuck up for DDB.
She responded quickly but you can tell she books up pretty fast. Still setting up a time was easy and she had same day availability. She asked for a deposit and I'm happy to provide.
First Impression:
Ok so I saw her pics and I figured there's no way she actually looks like those pics...but then I saw her and holy fuck they ain't lying. She's short and muscular like a fitness model, but with insanely massive fake knockers. I kept looking over at her like a creepy dude because I couldn't quite believe what I was seeing. We schedule a massage for an hour and she tells me the variety of services she offers...and I'm standing there taking my cloths off like a fat old awkward man thinking I'm in a childhood dream.
The main course:
Ok so I'm not much of a massage guy, but for reasons unknown I took that option. I gotta say I wasn't disappointed. She spent a full 40 minutes massaging me with unscented oil, which didn't smell particularly good. Then next thing you know I'm strapped to the bench by my wrists and ankles and blindfolded...but they don't call me DDB because I'm not into weird shit.
This woman just read me like a book, she's straddling me, I don't know what the fuck is happening. She's rubbing her self all over me, stroking my pole, kissing, sucking etc. Eventually it builds beyond what this 2 pump chump can handle and I paint myself with goo.
At this point I'm thinking holy fuck can I book this daily. Should I just propose to her?
Conclusion:
Run don't walk, this lady is amazing. I also love the fact they she made sure I got my full hour and didn't jerk me off and rush me out the door. Two thumbs, way the fuck up for DDB.
