I've seen about 20 sp's over the years but this is my first review. I'm an unrepentant lurker. 1st thing I'd say is that YMMV as
your attitude and appearance are as likely to contribute to the experience as her attributes. I guess sometimes the chemistry just works. And this time I was blown away. Callista's website is:
http://champagne69.com/callistahome.htm
Made the appointment to meet her at her incall location near Kelowna. I pull into the driveway, thinking it's a pretty nice place - private, beautiful home on the waterfront. I'm a couple minutes early but she comes out right on time. Greets me wearing this white, furry robe thing. Now the breeze is minus 2 Celcius and its making this thing dance around her shapely legs, giving me glimpses of very alluring toned hips and thighs. She has her arms wrapped around it in an attempt to shut out that winter wind, I wonder about how perky she may be. Then I look up at her eyes, those absolutely captivating eyes. I can tell she's checking me out the same way I'm checking her out. Something about her reminds me of an old flame, way back when love burned bright without all the ashes. She flashes this little smile and invites me in. Inwardly, I was thinking that this was looking pretty good.
Once inside, I was impressed by the place. There's a bed and loveseat. A white fur rug is spread out before a roaring (gas) fireplace. I look back at her and she drops the robe. Damn if there is ever a reason for an instant hard-on! She was wearing black lace tap pants and a matching bra. Pictures on her website are quite accurate, and I'd guess that the description is as well...at least that's what my partner's telling me.
I am offered champagne and accept. We talk a bit. The conversation is halting at first. I don't quite know what to say to a creature like this! She senses it and asks me if I'd like a massage as she puts on some music. While I'm taking my shirt off and getting comfortable in front of the fireplace, she excuses herself to wash her hands. I'm impressed. Hygiene is a good thing. The massage is nice. We talk a little more and things get more cordial. She's a sweet girl. Doesn't tolerate hard drug use at all -she'll send you packing! She has a lot of qualities that suggest she wasn't born wealthy but I don't know that for sure. What I mean is that she has a nice personality and seems to have some down-to-earth, real experience with life. Most high born people are shallow and snobby.
Anyways to the good parts...after she talks me out of my pants, I pick her up and carry her to the bed. I pull off her tap pants and panties. No kisses on the lips but everywhere else is game. I'm not into anal so I don't ask. I explore her body, starting at her perfumed neck and earlobes and work my way down. Her breast are perky- A cup I'd guess. My hands are playing with those a bit as I'm heading for the Y, lingering a little on her lovely navel, pierced but the ring was removed at the time. Her peach is trimmed and smells nice/tastes sweet. She was moaning softly, not overly like some girls who overdo it. After quite some time down there I make my way back up, wishing I could spend more time down there but aware of the time. She had a fruity fragrance on her breasts as well and so I paused and said, "You smell like...um...", trying to place the fragrance. She replies, dryly, "I smell like cum?!" After a moment's pause I break out laughing and she soon joins in. "No", I clarify, "UM...UM, strawberries".
So she puts on the hat with her mouth in a very talented way. Her oral skills are quite nice. We switch to 69 for a while and then masturbate together. My partner radios me that he's going in and so we get into missionary. Looking down at that splendid figure with soft supply legs and package split by my manhood almost makes me lose my load right away. But I tell partner to buck up and we keep going, hard and deep. But partner isn't what he used to be, and it's been awhile for me, so I can feel the pressure. Time to switch to doggie. Damn she looks like a fox! Ass in the air, ready to fuck. Her moans change into delightful squeals as I deliver some punishment. I'm feeling her soft curves with my free hand and biting her softly on the shoulder and nibbling her ear. Her stomach is flat and her legs are toned. I think she has a perfect body. Hard underneath - soft on top. I can't control myself any longer and whisper in her ear that I have to cum. She begs me "No" and her words are lost in a moan. But I'm not in change anymore. My partner is set for mutiny and he lets go. If not for the rubber I would have blown a hole right through her. I linger inside her for a moment before we move apart, regretting that I hadn't worked her up into more of a sweat. I would have enjoyed tasting her sweet sweat.
We talk like old friends for awhile. She offers me a beer and the clock ticks well past the hour that I paid for. As I said before, she's really sweet and tells me that she liked what I was doing. We talk about relationships, music and the impacts of hard drugs on friends we know. I could have stayed there forever. I say I should leave but she encourages me to stay and talk abit. I don't know if it was our chemistry or if she's just like that. As always YMMV. Eventually I get dressed, afraid that I could fall in love with her. The way she looks at me is captivating. I haven't been looked at that way for a long time. I leave feeling happy with myself. That's an unusual feeling for myself, since most sp's leave me feeling guilty or disappointed. And days later, I still feel the same way.
Would I repeat? What do you think? She is a rare and precious gem, so be good to her. Hope I can see her again before she retires.
