My review of my time with Breanna.
Breanna has been so well reviewed that I can only add a description of my own experience with her by way of thanks. She's great. Not that anyone needs it, - the link: http://www.xoxpinksugarxox.com/
From sometime near the beginning of PinkSugar, I've been intrigued and determined to see it for myself, and in particular, to meet Breanna Taylor. As more glowing reviews came on the boards, so my interest, not to say lust, grew. She is the web-site's photographer, too, and I find her style and her self portraits captivating.
Over a few months, I've exchanged PMs, MSN conversations and phone calls with that lady, gradually wearing down her early reluctance to see new clients. That's not to mention getting my own act together - it can be a challenge for me to make it all work out right. I knew I had made a hit when I called and she commented how pleased I seemed to speak with her, and another hit when she said no, it's a pity, but all the rooms were booked that day, but - Tuesday's available! Wowee!
One of the enjoyable parts of my heading out to meet an SP for the first time is a tiny bit of nervousness and excitement. Sure, I'm no newbie, but that frisson, the butterflies-in-the-stomach sensation showed just how excited I was to be finally getting to meet Breanna. At the door - I knocked and waited, - there were noises, silence... I imagined that I'd been inspected, and had not passed inspection (too much like her grandfather???)... gulp. The door opened, and this incredibly tall, lovely, woman in a sexy black dress, smiled at me, her gorgeous eyes widened, and said that she was pleased to see me at last (gulp, again), and kissed me. Those lips... oh my goodness, those lips demand to be kissed. And again... More smiles, kisses and hugs, and she showed me the room, and started a shower for me (my request). I'd packaged up some small gifts, and we spent a minute or two checking what they were (MYOB!). Then came an invitation to cuddle and talk on the bed... Conversation was easy, but many sentences tended to be incomplete, other than by the likes of "Mmmm", "Mmmm, that's so good" or "That's amazing... do it like this, now". "Again, like that"... "Ahhh". That slight electric tremor as my hand found other lips - a slight parting of thighs... a faint yet intense, slightly citrus and uniquely female perfume, more intoxicating than wine, found only by kissing those other lips... and then everything seems a delightful blur... Which is to say I seemed to please her and she certainly pleased me!
The downside is that Breanna is a totally shameless flatterer. I love it!
Breanna has been so well reviewed that I can only add a description of my own experience with her by way of thanks. She's great. Not that anyone needs it, - the link: http://www.xoxpinksugarxox.com/
From sometime near the beginning of PinkSugar, I've been intrigued and determined to see it for myself, and in particular, to meet Breanna Taylor. As more glowing reviews came on the boards, so my interest, not to say lust, grew. She is the web-site's photographer, too, and I find her style and her self portraits captivating.
Over a few months, I've exchanged PMs, MSN conversations and phone calls with that lady, gradually wearing down her early reluctance to see new clients. That's not to mention getting my own act together - it can be a challenge for me to make it all work out right. I knew I had made a hit when I called and she commented how pleased I seemed to speak with her, and another hit when she said no, it's a pity, but all the rooms were booked that day, but - Tuesday's available! Wowee!
One of the enjoyable parts of my heading out to meet an SP for the first time is a tiny bit of nervousness and excitement. Sure, I'm no newbie, but that frisson, the butterflies-in-the-stomach sensation showed just how excited I was to be finally getting to meet Breanna. At the door - I knocked and waited, - there were noises, silence... I imagined that I'd been inspected, and had not passed inspection (too much like her grandfather???)... gulp. The door opened, and this incredibly tall, lovely, woman in a sexy black dress, smiled at me, her gorgeous eyes widened, and said that she was pleased to see me at last (gulp, again), and kissed me. Those lips... oh my goodness, those lips demand to be kissed. And again... More smiles, kisses and hugs, and she showed me the room, and started a shower for me (my request). I'd packaged up some small gifts, and we spent a minute or two checking what they were (MYOB!). Then came an invitation to cuddle and talk on the bed... Conversation was easy, but many sentences tended to be incomplete, other than by the likes of "Mmmm", "Mmmm, that's so good" or "That's amazing... do it like this, now". "Again, like that"... "Ahhh". That slight electric tremor as my hand found other lips - a slight parting of thighs... a faint yet intense, slightly citrus and uniquely female perfume, more intoxicating than wine, found only by kissing those other lips... and then everything seems a delightful blur... Which is to say I seemed to please her and she certainly pleased me!
The downside is that Breanna is a totally shameless flatterer. I love it!
