I had the strangest of experiences a few days ago. 2 visits to MPs in the same day(!), AND THE EXACT SAME EXPERIENCE AT EACH - plain, bordering on ugly women, and the most magnificent hjs I've ever had!
387 Jane, St., older Lady , Lydia or Linda or something like that. She must be 60, and I thought of giving it a miss, but thot - what the heck, so away I went. She is blonde, fat (sort of), not pretty, although pleasant enough. But what a HJ! Holy smokes! Teasing, slowly building up, then letting down, then over again. I closed my eyes and dreamt that I was a shipwreck victim on a Polynesian island, and was being being slowly milked while tied down by the chieftess in front of a tribe of female-only island maidens. It was glorious, Pure sensual, physical pleasure. the hands of experience. I opted for nude, but never mind, the hands are all you need. To pay $40 for this exquisite experience is well worth it.
The same day, in the late afternoon,I desided to go for another round, as my finances have been rather good of late. So I tried "Mary", advertising in Eye, ("lovely lady"!) located on the Queensway.
Now listen carefully - , this gal is weird, weird, weird! I almost dare someone else to try her. She is in an apartment. It is a pig sty. It reeks of cigarette smoke, Her voice is lower than most men's are. Her face is ugly. Truly, ugly. Teeth awful. Her body is a 3/10, with lots of moles, scars, and who knows what. You can't touch her nipples cause they are too sensitive. She is constantly being interrupted by phone calls (I swear, she must be pretty busy, judging by the number of calls that came in). And I really think she is sick mentally, because she keeps up a constant banter on subjects which have no bearing on anything in particular.
But, again, the HJ!!! Exquisite beyond words. I told her I liked it slow, so she raised me up, then left it, then back again, then in comes a call, so off for 2 mins, then starting all over again - on, and on, and on. Her technique was constantly varied and perfectly executed. It was beyond belief, how good it was. will I go back? I don't know, I am torn between wanting to vomit, and dying for those hands again.
She had a rate card on a chair, which read "Massage - $50, Nude, $70, BJ - $100".. I have no idea if the BJ was BBBJ or not. BRRRRRR!
Someone else must surely have visited her. I'd be interested in further comments.
387 Jane, St., older Lady , Lydia or Linda or something like that. She must be 60, and I thought of giving it a miss, but thot - what the heck, so away I went. She is blonde, fat (sort of), not pretty, although pleasant enough. But what a HJ! Holy smokes! Teasing, slowly building up, then letting down, then over again. I closed my eyes and dreamt that I was a shipwreck victim on a Polynesian island, and was being being slowly milked while tied down by the chieftess in front of a tribe of female-only island maidens. It was glorious, Pure sensual, physical pleasure. the hands of experience. I opted for nude, but never mind, the hands are all you need. To pay $40 for this exquisite experience is well worth it.
The same day, in the late afternoon,I desided to go for another round, as my finances have been rather good of late. So I tried "Mary", advertising in Eye, ("lovely lady"!) located on the Queensway.
Now listen carefully - , this gal is weird, weird, weird! I almost dare someone else to try her. She is in an apartment. It is a pig sty. It reeks of cigarette smoke, Her voice is lower than most men's are. Her face is ugly. Truly, ugly. Teeth awful. Her body is a 3/10, with lots of moles, scars, and who knows what. You can't touch her nipples cause they are too sensitive. She is constantly being interrupted by phone calls (I swear, she must be pretty busy, judging by the number of calls that came in). And I really think she is sick mentally, because she keeps up a constant banter on subjects which have no bearing on anything in particular.
But, again, the HJ!!! Exquisite beyond words. I told her I liked it slow, so she raised me up, then left it, then back again, then in comes a call, so off for 2 mins, then starting all over again - on, and on, and on. Her technique was constantly varied and perfectly executed. It was beyond belief, how good it was. will I go back? I don't know, I am torn between wanting to vomit, and dying for those hands again.
She had a rate card on a chair, which read "Massage - $50, Nude, $70, BJ - $100".. I have no idea if the BJ was BBBJ or not. BRRRRRR!
Someone else must surely have visited her. I'd be interested in further comments.