I'd like to reconstitute part of a thread that was in the Escort 411 section, but is more relevant here.
The first part was posted by Maury Beniowski:
Never underestimate the experience of an older lady!
Strangely enough, about six years ago, I answered an ad for a mature SP. I had run out of choices as it was late in the day, so I held my breath and went to a nice apartment complex in north-east Burnaby. I rang and was let in to a dimly lit but clean apartment. I figured, why not try this? This Japanese lady was probably well-past seventy, but she had an air of confidence, and still looked in reasonably good shape. She later told me she spied for the Imperial Army in WWII.
This whole experience was almost ethereal. She began by serving me a special infusion made up of herbs, roots and fruits. Tasted mostly like ginger. She then washed my feet in perfumed warm water. She had drawn a hot jacuzzi bath in advance and it was also steeped with fragrant oils. Very relaxing. After a ten minute soak, she scrubbed me down and finished by towel drying me.
We moved to a futon set up on the floor, and she gave me an excellent if not sensuous massage. She followed up with an excellent handjob - very tantric; I visualized myself as a spy in the war seeking info (haha), and later hot-towelled me dry. All through this, relaxing music filled the room.
I never went back, but it sure turned my stereotypical ideas and notions inside-out about older women.
I'll never forget it. I don't know if she's still out there, but I'm certain some pooners in here had the privilege of her service in the past.
The first part was posted by Maury Beniowski:
Never underestimate the experience of an older lady!
Strangely enough, about six years ago, I answered an ad for a mature SP. I had run out of choices as it was late in the day, so I held my breath and went to a nice apartment complex in north-east Burnaby. I rang and was let in to a dimly lit but clean apartment. I figured, why not try this? This Japanese lady was probably well-past seventy, but she had an air of confidence, and still looked in reasonably good shape. She later told me she spied for the Imperial Army in WWII.
This whole experience was almost ethereal. She began by serving me a special infusion made up of herbs, roots and fruits. Tasted mostly like ginger. She then washed my feet in perfumed warm water. She had drawn a hot jacuzzi bath in advance and it was also steeped with fragrant oils. Very relaxing. After a ten minute soak, she scrubbed me down and finished by towel drying me.
We moved to a futon set up on the floor, and she gave me an excellent if not sensuous massage. She followed up with an excellent handjob - very tantric; I visualized myself as a spy in the war seeking info (haha), and later hot-towelled me dry. All through this, relaxing music filled the room.
I never went back, but it sure turned my stereotypical ideas and notions inside-out about older women.
I'll never forget it. I don't know if she's still out there, but I'm certain some pooners in here had the privilege of her service in the past.