After recently being borderline sexually assaulted by Siren (see my recent review) I decided to pour the remaining Hai Karate! Cologne: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u0aki2IHCZs into several vials. I then distributed one each to SEABEAST, TAZ MAN & DAWGSPEED for safekeeping.
Relieved that this was done, I decided to celebrate by checking out Brooke Jolie at Class Choice on Halloween.
So there I am, walking in and seeing before me a tall, attractive woman. After ‘The Exquisite Audrey’ she has to have the second nicest all natural breasts I’ve ever seen up live and personal. A pretty face and ample, shapely haunches (bum) aptly complete the visual description.
But somethings not right, she’s looking at me with.....disgust!?
She seemed almost “stand off-ish” and certainly didn’t seem to want to be there.
I went in for a little ‘smoochie-smoochie’ and she wasn’t having any part of it, turning her head in disgust whilst mumbling “oh hell no” under her breath.
AHA! I though.... so the previous Perb reviews were correct!
Then I thought to myself ‘wait a minute.... maybe this has something to do with the Halloween costume I’m wearing?’.
Let me explain... the ‘Plow takes Halloween VERY SERIOUSLY. I believe in giving people a ‘dual-sensory’ experience when they are in the presence of my costume.....
What is dual-sensory? Well, it’s the visual (obviously) but it’s also the olfactory aspect as well. You see I went as Quasimodo and wanted an authentic costume. So on top of the fat suit with a built in hump on the back, I enhanced the authenticity, replete with a strong urine smell mixed with body odor (courtesy of a special spray purchased from the internet).
To top it off, I also ordered a mouth spray that was advertised as providing the user with “weapons grade halitosis”. It did not fail in delivering in this regard.
This was difficult for me as I am always extremely fastidious with my personal hygiene. However I was absolutely committed to going the extra mile this Halloween.
Back to the beautiful Brooke at CC:
I politely excused myself while I went to the washroom, where I peeled off the fat suit and took a long hot shower, scrubbing away vigorously to total cleanliness.
Afterwards, I attended to my oral hygiene (with 3 liberal applications of mouthwash) and emerged from the washroom a new man.
Now that I was squeaky clean, I noticed a marked change in Brooke’s attentions towards me. A shy smile crossed her face as she tentatively approached.
Once she ascertained I no longer smelt like a ‘bio-hazard storage facility’, she allowed kissing, slow and light at first, slowly increasing in speed and intensity as she felt more comfortable with me.
The entire session had this same, sexual like pacing to it, slowly growing in passion and affection until an unbelievable climax an hour and a half later.
Honestly, this had to have been one of my all time favorite sessions. I found Brooke easy to get along with and quick to laugh
(once you get over the initial getting-to-know-you-period).
By the end of those 90 minutes we were in a rabid, frantic sexual frenzy. Her own enjoyment was constantly growing, commensurate with her comfort level.
It was like a gentle dance as we slowly expanded our boundaries throughout our time together.
As much as I enjoyed my session with Brooke, I have to say... it’s somewhat shallow of her to treat me like a 2nd class client just because I temporarily possessed 16th century hygienics!
I mean, so what if I smelt like a toilet bowl and had breath that could drop a rhino from clear across the room. I’m still human aren’t I? This is clearly discrimination people!
Having said this...I’m left to wonder if hygiene had a roll to play in those older, negative reviews of Brooke? If so, at least I can take comfort in the knowledge that I wasn’t the only one she prejudiced with her affection (albeit only temporarily).
Summary:
Your Mileage May Vary, but being hygienic will go a long way to making sure you have a very pleasurable and truly unforgettable time with Miss Brooke Jolie.
Relieved that this was done, I decided to celebrate by checking out Brooke Jolie at Class Choice on Halloween.
So there I am, walking in and seeing before me a tall, attractive woman. After ‘The Exquisite Audrey’ she has to have the second nicest all natural breasts I’ve ever seen up live and personal. A pretty face and ample, shapely haunches (bum) aptly complete the visual description.
But somethings not right, she’s looking at me with.....disgust!?
She seemed almost “stand off-ish” and certainly didn’t seem to want to be there.
I went in for a little ‘smoochie-smoochie’ and she wasn’t having any part of it, turning her head in disgust whilst mumbling “oh hell no” under her breath.
AHA! I though.... so the previous Perb reviews were correct!
Then I thought to myself ‘wait a minute.... maybe this has something to do with the Halloween costume I’m wearing?’.
Let me explain... the ‘Plow takes Halloween VERY SERIOUSLY. I believe in giving people a ‘dual-sensory’ experience when they are in the presence of my costume.....
What is dual-sensory? Well, it’s the visual (obviously) but it’s also the olfactory aspect as well. You see I went as Quasimodo and wanted an authentic costume. So on top of the fat suit with a built in hump on the back, I enhanced the authenticity, replete with a strong urine smell mixed with body odor (courtesy of a special spray purchased from the internet).
To top it off, I also ordered a mouth spray that was advertised as providing the user with “weapons grade halitosis”. It did not fail in delivering in this regard.
This was difficult for me as I am always extremely fastidious with my personal hygiene. However I was absolutely committed to going the extra mile this Halloween.
Back to the beautiful Brooke at CC:
I politely excused myself while I went to the washroom, where I peeled off the fat suit and took a long hot shower, scrubbing away vigorously to total cleanliness.
Afterwards, I attended to my oral hygiene (with 3 liberal applications of mouthwash) and emerged from the washroom a new man.
Now that I was squeaky clean, I noticed a marked change in Brooke’s attentions towards me. A shy smile crossed her face as she tentatively approached.
Once she ascertained I no longer smelt like a ‘bio-hazard storage facility’, she allowed kissing, slow and light at first, slowly increasing in speed and intensity as she felt more comfortable with me.
The entire session had this same, sexual like pacing to it, slowly growing in passion and affection until an unbelievable climax an hour and a half later.
Honestly, this had to have been one of my all time favorite sessions. I found Brooke easy to get along with and quick to laugh
(once you get over the initial getting-to-know-you-period).
By the end of those 90 minutes we were in a rabid, frantic sexual frenzy. Her own enjoyment was constantly growing, commensurate with her comfort level.
It was like a gentle dance as we slowly expanded our boundaries throughout our time together.
As much as I enjoyed my session with Brooke, I have to say... it’s somewhat shallow of her to treat me like a 2nd class client just because I temporarily possessed 16th century hygienics!
I mean, so what if I smelt like a toilet bowl and had breath that could drop a rhino from clear across the room. I’m still human aren’t I? This is clearly discrimination people!
Having said this...I’m left to wonder if hygiene had a roll to play in those older, negative reviews of Brooke? If so, at least I can take comfort in the knowledge that I wasn’t the only one she prejudiced with her affection (albeit only temporarily).
Summary:
Your Mileage May Vary, but being hygienic will go a long way to making sure you have a very pleasurable and truly unforgettable time with Miss Brooke Jolie.
uke:. and should not be driving yourself around this capital. I of course offer professional driving services. with hot tub on board . it appears your sick mind is that of HH. :rip:.... (playboy).