Jasmine Cortez
https://www.leolist.cc/personals/female-escorts/manitoba/winnipeg_-8614422
Date: Feb 9, 2024
Incall - condo in St B
This afternoon my plans fell through and I messaged Jasmine from her ad (link above) for a short notice appointment. To her credit, she responded very promptly and was welcoming and friendly - we arranged a two hour visit for $600.
Upon my arrival, I ponied up immediately and everything started ok, but it didn’t take long for me to sense something just wasn’t going to go well. Call it gut. We smiled at each other but there was no hug or kiss upon arrival. She was running to the living room playing with the music. Weird to be undressed and had zero contact, and we started with a massage. It was an oil rub, not a massage, but i don’t usually give a shit about the therapeutic qualities of a massage when I’m with a full service provider, it’s just a way to connect and evolve. After a few minutes of it, I turned over and she stood up and got baby wipes out, where she gave me a cleaning and gave herself a deep, deep swipe whilst commenting about having “just” gotten out of the shower. Ok. She proceeded to try putting a condom on a completely flaccid dick. There was such little chemistry beforehand that it baffled me that she wouldn’t try to engage in some behaviour that might better prepare for it. Soft dick, condom on. I asked her if she kissed, she said no. Ok no problem. Somewhere between 90-120 seconds after commencing the soft dick undercover blowjob she quit and proclaimed her lips were hurting, because she’s allergic to latex. Ok no problem. She goes, missionary or doggy? I asked, are there any other choices? I wouldn’t mind starting with you on top. She said she didn’t like on top. I said ok missionary. I felt like my semi-hard dick would best enjoy missionary. I jump on top and her eyes start looking all around the room, avoiding looking anywhere between 10 and 2 o’clock; anywhere but at me - and it is clear now that this experience is gonna suck. Couple minutes of that, now let’s go doggy so I can ram-hump you and hopefully passive-aggressively let her know I’m not finding much enjoyment in her lack of interest. She took it for a couple minutes and then made me stop. Too deep. Ok no problem. Let’s take a break. Sounds good. I laid down, expecting some company. She stood up and started texting. And her keyboard strokes weren’t on silent, so I just laid there listening to a modern typewriter while developing a wry smile about the whole situation. She stopped for a moment and looked up and goes, are you ok? I said, of course I am, are you? She said, you look like you don’t want to be here. I said, I’m so sorry of course I do! She goes, well you’re acting weird. I guess my expression on my face, as best as I can describe as what the fuck are you doing on your phone during my time looked to her like it was a weird face. Ok no problem. She walked out of the room for a couple minutes, came back in and was like are you sure you wanna be here? I said I’m so sorry I don’t know what’s come over me but I guess I’m not making you feel like I do, so maybe I’ll just take a shower. Sure, she says. No towel in the bathroom. She comes in and says is everything ok? I said I just need a towel. She goes I don’t think I have any, hang on. She runs upstairs and starts talking to someone - I found out it was her duo partner, but came back down and gave me a towel that had clearly been used already, use your imaginations how I figured that. I grabbed the hand towel and dried myself off with it. She comes back and sees I’m using the hand towel and goes, what are you doing? I said, the other towel is not clean? I got back in the bedroom and dressed. She goes back upstairs and more talking. Now she comes back in and goes, what the fuck is your problem? Again, I’m apologizing. I’ve met this type before once, and when I told her what I really thought, (for clarity, this is not the same provider) she started threatening me by saying she was going to be showing up at my place of work and contacting my wife. So this time I wasn’t going to argue with her. I apologized that I was the one that was acting weird and not being cool, and I thanked her for her time. This is the point where she unloaded on me. THANKS A LOT FOR USING MY HAND TOWEL AS YOUR BODY TOWEL!! Hahahaha. I iust gave you $600 for 45 minutes, go buy some fucking laundry detergent. No, I didn’t ask for the money for my second hour back. I knew better. On my way out the door she was still blathering on and calling me names, both cell phones in hand. Gentlemen, this beautiful girl is the best person she has ever met, but I don’t share her opinion.
https://www.leolist.cc/personals/female-escorts/manitoba/winnipeg_-8614422
Date: Feb 9, 2024
Incall - condo in St B
This afternoon my plans fell through and I messaged Jasmine from her ad (link above) for a short notice appointment. To her credit, she responded very promptly and was welcoming and friendly - we arranged a two hour visit for $600.
Upon my arrival, I ponied up immediately and everything started ok, but it didn’t take long for me to sense something just wasn’t going to go well. Call it gut. We smiled at each other but there was no hug or kiss upon arrival. She was running to the living room playing with the music. Weird to be undressed and had zero contact, and we started with a massage. It was an oil rub, not a massage, but i don’t usually give a shit about the therapeutic qualities of a massage when I’m with a full service provider, it’s just a way to connect and evolve. After a few minutes of it, I turned over and she stood up and got baby wipes out, where she gave me a cleaning and gave herself a deep, deep swipe whilst commenting about having “just” gotten out of the shower. Ok. She proceeded to try putting a condom on a completely flaccid dick. There was such little chemistry beforehand that it baffled me that she wouldn’t try to engage in some behaviour that might better prepare for it. Soft dick, condom on. I asked her if she kissed, she said no. Ok no problem. Somewhere between 90-120 seconds after commencing the soft dick undercover blowjob she quit and proclaimed her lips were hurting, because she’s allergic to latex. Ok no problem. She goes, missionary or doggy? I asked, are there any other choices? I wouldn’t mind starting with you on top. She said she didn’t like on top. I said ok missionary. I felt like my semi-hard dick would best enjoy missionary. I jump on top and her eyes start looking all around the room, avoiding looking anywhere between 10 and 2 o’clock; anywhere but at me - and it is clear now that this experience is gonna suck. Couple minutes of that, now let’s go doggy so I can ram-hump you and hopefully passive-aggressively let her know I’m not finding much enjoyment in her lack of interest. She took it for a couple minutes and then made me stop. Too deep. Ok no problem. Let’s take a break. Sounds good. I laid down, expecting some company. She stood up and started texting. And her keyboard strokes weren’t on silent, so I just laid there listening to a modern typewriter while developing a wry smile about the whole situation. She stopped for a moment and looked up and goes, are you ok? I said, of course I am, are you? She said, you look like you don’t want to be here. I said, I’m so sorry of course I do! She goes, well you’re acting weird. I guess my expression on my face, as best as I can describe as what the fuck are you doing on your phone during my time looked to her like it was a weird face. Ok no problem. She walked out of the room for a couple minutes, came back in and was like are you sure you wanna be here? I said I’m so sorry I don’t know what’s come over me but I guess I’m not making you feel like I do, so maybe I’ll just take a shower. Sure, she says. No towel in the bathroom. She comes in and says is everything ok? I said I just need a towel. She goes I don’t think I have any, hang on. She runs upstairs and starts talking to someone - I found out it was her duo partner, but came back down and gave me a towel that had clearly been used already, use your imaginations how I figured that. I grabbed the hand towel and dried myself off with it. She comes back and sees I’m using the hand towel and goes, what are you doing? I said, the other towel is not clean? I got back in the bedroom and dressed. She goes back upstairs and more talking. Now she comes back in and goes, what the fuck is your problem? Again, I’m apologizing. I’ve met this type before once, and when I told her what I really thought, (for clarity, this is not the same provider) she started threatening me by saying she was going to be showing up at my place of work and contacting my wife. So this time I wasn’t going to argue with her. I apologized that I was the one that was acting weird and not being cool, and I thanked her for her time. This is the point where she unloaded on me. THANKS A LOT FOR USING MY HAND TOWEL AS YOUR BODY TOWEL!! Hahahaha. I iust gave you $600 for 45 minutes, go buy some fucking laundry detergent. No, I didn’t ask for the money for my second hour back. I knew better. On my way out the door she was still blathering on and calling me names, both cell phones in hand. Gentlemen, this beautiful girl is the best person she has ever met, but I don’t share her opinion.
