This is without doubt the most difficult review I've written. I have tried several times to start it and get bogged down and/or fail to capture the essence of the encounter.
If you don't know Amy, flick open a new window to the ladies listings Reviewont page and click on Amy. She's been on the web pretty much the whole of the time that I've been writing on-line, and has always struck me as a paragon of polite wisdom and sexy Reviewiendliness, an almost ideal on-line WL.
Failed to see her on her first couple of tours here - failed to see her when I myself went to her native Adelaide. By the time I finally made an appointment to see her - on her tour here in October last year (see what I mean about a difficult review to write?) - I was more nervous than I've ever been at meeting a WL.
I went to where she was working Reviewom and was greeted by - well, Amy! Looking just like her photos - only somehow more so. She seemed like a blonde porcelain doll, her features small, pretty and perfect. Her petite Reviewame cloaked in a short, SHORT LBD and thigh high stockings, we talked until I felt less nervous, then retired to the bedroom. She took off her dress. Her underwear and stockings made her look like a dancer Reviewom 'Cabaret' (the movie, dummy, not the strip club).
She asked me to roll over for a massage to start. Her hands were strikingly gentle and smooth, tickling me in all the right places. I felt her tongue ride up my spine, and my whole body stiffened in surprise. She laughed to see the effect it had on me. Electrified, I rolled over so we could continue face to face.
Then it all gets very personal and blurred. Her tongue around my nipples, her removing her bra and panties, leaving just the stockings to create the perfect appearance and Reviewaming for her legs, the way she went down on me, the way it felt like she was melting on top of me...
When she rode on top of me, her face so close to mine, slow sensual movements of our pelvises, changing angles inside her, feeling and searching and probing Reviewom within, barely moving so that every millimetre counted for something... then suddenly pounding into each other, hard and fast and firmly, till my heart shook in my chest to the point of certain collapse... then her face next to mine as we whispered and laughed softly, not moving at all for a while, Amy holding me inside her. And repeating this on and on, till the whole universe was the space around our bodies.
mpterwards, we lay down together, heads on the pillow, whispering again, unnecessarily, but just because it seemed so right , that it kept it between us and only us... if you've seen the end of 'Lost in Translation', it was like the words Bill Murray whispers to Scarlet Johanssen right at the end, something to keep between themselves.
When I heard that Amy had won the Best Sole Operator award in December, I was so intensely proud for her - because out of all the many, many WLs I've seen, all the wonderful women I've slept with and enjoyed the company of, there are barely any who are in the same class as Amy. We're talking NikkiVIP, Brooke L and a couple of others at most. If ever there was a better recipient of the award, I'd like to see her...
If you get the chance, whether in SA or when she tours... see her. This is a peak experience. Not to be missed.
And that's all there is to it.
If you don't know Amy, flick open a new window to the ladies listings Reviewont page and click on Amy. She's been on the web pretty much the whole of the time that I've been writing on-line, and has always struck me as a paragon of polite wisdom and sexy Reviewiendliness, an almost ideal on-line WL.
Failed to see her on her first couple of tours here - failed to see her when I myself went to her native Adelaide. By the time I finally made an appointment to see her - on her tour here in October last year (see what I mean about a difficult review to write?) - I was more nervous than I've ever been at meeting a WL.
I went to where she was working Reviewom and was greeted by - well, Amy! Looking just like her photos - only somehow more so. She seemed like a blonde porcelain doll, her features small, pretty and perfect. Her petite Reviewame cloaked in a short, SHORT LBD and thigh high stockings, we talked until I felt less nervous, then retired to the bedroom. She took off her dress. Her underwear and stockings made her look like a dancer Reviewom 'Cabaret' (the movie, dummy, not the strip club).
She asked me to roll over for a massage to start. Her hands were strikingly gentle and smooth, tickling me in all the right places. I felt her tongue ride up my spine, and my whole body stiffened in surprise. She laughed to see the effect it had on me. Electrified, I rolled over so we could continue face to face.
Then it all gets very personal and blurred. Her tongue around my nipples, her removing her bra and panties, leaving just the stockings to create the perfect appearance and Reviewaming for her legs, the way she went down on me, the way it felt like she was melting on top of me...
When she rode on top of me, her face so close to mine, slow sensual movements of our pelvises, changing angles inside her, feeling and searching and probing Reviewom within, barely moving so that every millimetre counted for something... then suddenly pounding into each other, hard and fast and firmly, till my heart shook in my chest to the point of certain collapse... then her face next to mine as we whispered and laughed softly, not moving at all for a while, Amy holding me inside her. And repeating this on and on, till the whole universe was the space around our bodies.
mpterwards, we lay down together, heads on the pillow, whispering again, unnecessarily, but just because it seemed so right , that it kept it between us and only us... if you've seen the end of 'Lost in Translation', it was like the words Bill Murray whispers to Scarlet Johanssen right at the end, something to keep between themselves.
When I heard that Amy had won the Best Sole Operator award in December, I was so intensely proud for her - because out of all the many, many WLs I've seen, all the wonderful women I've slept with and enjoyed the company of, there are barely any who are in the same class as Amy. We're talking NikkiVIP, Brooke L and a couple of others at most. If ever there was a better recipient of the award, I'd like to see her...
If you get the chance, whether in SA or when she tours... see her. This is a peak experience. Not to be missed.
And that's all there is to it.