I booked Rylee for 2 hours, and for reasons neither she nor the agency could explain, she arrived 50 minutes late. I was on the verge of cancelling when she knocked on my door. And all irritation vanished. This girl is just so damn cute, so sweet, so wildly affectionate, that I ended up enjoying myself as much as I ever have with a provider. Rylee ranks up there with the legendary Alexandra of Montreal. Rylee arrived wearing tight black slacks and an even tighter white sweater. The former proved she had a flawless and exquisite behind and the latter proved that DD was no exaggeration! Full of apologies for being late, she hugged me tight, kissed me, and slid her tongue across my lips. I was a goner. After a symbolic clink of white wine glasses, we sat down together to chat a bit. Within moments, though, Rylee was came to stand behind me, cradling my head between her awesome breasts, and gave me a fine should and neck massage. We had a lot in common. Rylee is from Ireland, and her accent will melt your heart faster than a quick shot-glass of Jameson's Irish whiskey. Then she said, Just sit there. I had requested, for part of my 2 hours, a schoolgirl fantasy. Rylee slipped into the bathroom, emerging 5 min. later in the tightest white blouse and the shortest pleated plaid skirt I had ever seen. All was accented by black thigh-highs. She struck a girlie pose and licked her lips. I had to kiss her, so I did, finding that Rylee loves kissing, lots of kissing, DFKing like there's no tomorrow. ON the pretext of finding something in her purse on the floor, she turned and bent over from the waist, revealing the most perfect bare bum and teasing pink thong. I spanked her lightly for being late, and she turned and knelt at my feet. First, Rylee removed my shirt, then she kissed my feet for being a bad girl, kissing her way all the way up my body, stopping long enough to undo my belt and begin the first of several mind-blowing CBJ's on me. I lifted her up then and pushed her back onto the bed. I removed her thong and dined at the most elegant Y I have seen in years. Very vocal, she enjoyed it, not to mention the delights of her magnificent breasts. On the bed together, we kissed like idiots! over and over, every which way. One way involved the second CBJ, this time to climax. We lay on the bed talking about books and Irish politics, as she said, “For ten minutes, luv, until you get your strength back again.” And I did, following cowboy with a wild missionary ride to second shot on goal. This girl is lovely. Treat her with respect.