Communication:
She's was right on top of it, I message she replies. Setup took no time at all and she took me ok short notice.
Arrival:
I get there and she's ready right on schedule. Perfect.
First impressions:
She greets me at her door and she looks identical to her pictures, were talking about a 50 year old woman, so she's no spring chicken...but fuck I ain't either, but she was exactly what I was expecting based on the pictures.
She tells me she's never on time and this was a one off...but fuck I'm good with that!
Room looked like an extended stay hotel, really well kept, I hit the shower first then moved into the bedroom.
The main course:
I get naked and lay on the bed, she does the same. All the while she's very chatty...I'm just sitting there stone face dolly and she's solving the nation's problems aloud. But they don't call me DDB because I give a shit about the conversation.
Anyways she delivers a massage and proceeds to lather my fat old body in half a gallon of coconut oil. I'm just kind taking it all in like a deer in headlights getting doused in oil. Then she flips me over and starts to ride me like a slip n slide. She's riding me like John Travolta in Urban Cowboy and I'm desperately trying not to bust as she delivers the stripper slide of the century. All the while she's making out with me and my head is spinning.
At this point I haven't burnt a single calories or done a damn thing, and I'm about to blow like Moby Dick. She's sliding here naked body accross my heavily lubricated dick and with each pass of her snach I feel mount vesuvios brewing in my ballsack. She then asks me if I'm ready to fuck and I'm like fuck no I'm about to blow!
She then slides on the rubber and just goes to town until I erupt. At this point I think my eyes are lodged in the back of my head and she doesn't get off until I start to whimper.
I take my heavily lubricated body to the shower and try to remove the half gallon of oil from my lifeless carcass.
The Conclusion
Holy fuck boys, run don't walk. This lady absolutely blew my fucking mind. She ain't no spinner, she ain't no spring chicken...but they don't call me DDB because I'm picky. Her pictures are dead accurate, she uses every second you pay for and she delivers like the fucking postman.
Two thumbs up!
She's was right on top of it, I message she replies. Setup took no time at all and she took me ok short notice.
Arrival:
I get there and she's ready right on schedule. Perfect.
First impressions:
She greets me at her door and she looks identical to her pictures, were talking about a 50 year old woman, so she's no spring chicken...but fuck I ain't either, but she was exactly what I was expecting based on the pictures.
She tells me she's never on time and this was a one off...but fuck I'm good with that!
Room looked like an extended stay hotel, really well kept, I hit the shower first then moved into the bedroom.
The main course:
I get naked and lay on the bed, she does the same. All the while she's very chatty...I'm just sitting there stone face dolly and she's solving the nation's problems aloud. But they don't call me DDB because I give a shit about the conversation.
Anyways she delivers a massage and proceeds to lather my fat old body in half a gallon of coconut oil. I'm just kind taking it all in like a deer in headlights getting doused in oil. Then she flips me over and starts to ride me like a slip n slide. She's riding me like John Travolta in Urban Cowboy and I'm desperately trying not to bust as she delivers the stripper slide of the century. All the while she's making out with me and my head is spinning.
At this point I haven't burnt a single calories or done a damn thing, and I'm about to blow like Moby Dick. She's sliding here naked body accross my heavily lubricated dick and with each pass of her snach I feel mount vesuvios brewing in my ballsack. She then asks me if I'm ready to fuck and I'm like fuck no I'm about to blow!
She then slides on the rubber and just goes to town until I erupt. At this point I think my eyes are lodged in the back of my head and she doesn't get off until I start to whimper.
I take my heavily lubricated body to the shower and try to remove the half gallon of oil from my lifeless carcass.
The Conclusion
Holy fuck boys, run don't walk. This lady absolutely blew my fucking mind. She ain't no spinner, she ain't no spring chicken...but they don't call me DDB because I'm picky. Her pictures are dead accurate, she uses every second you pay for and she delivers like the fucking postman.
Two thumbs up!
