If this review was capped at one word, that word would be "wow!".
Luckily, it isn't, so I can go on for a bit about one of the best experiences I have had.
Unfortunately, she is gone now, as I saw her last Thursday and she left on Saturday. I know she will be returning and made sure I booked early.
Here is the link to her website, so you can get an idea of her pictures.
http://www.lovelychanel.moonfruit.com/home/4590291091
She was on EC but took her ad down once she left. Boy I appreciate that. Shows a certain amount of professionalism.
Well the hotel was one I was very comfortable visiting. Downtown with plenty of parking and enough foot traffic that I didn't stand out with the smile on my face. I looked over her pictures again and hoped that the person I was meeting was close to what the camera had captured.
(Girls advertising need to understand that you are marketing yourself. Well done pictures go a long way towards attracting your clients and mirrored selfies taken in a hotel washroom really aren't sexy. Find someone with some camera skills and work out some sort of trade. BTW I am a great photographer!)
I messaged her that I had parked and was close to the lobby. Her reply was immediate and she sent me the room number, even letting me know that the hotel staff was in the hall so I wasn't worried.
I knocked lightly on the door and it opened immediately. Standing there was a tall sexy woman with piercing blue eyes, and a big smile on her face as she greeted me.
Chanel is stunning.
Stunning.
Beautiful in that classic European way. Her hair was back tightly in a bun accenting her high cheekbones. She was dressed in a sexy bra and panties and of course, sexy stiletto's. I immediately felt at ease, and her smile was disarming in a good way.
I removed my coat and set down the required token, and looked at her as she sat on the bed, my eyes devouring her frame.
She is sculpted. Long lean legs, tight muscles, flat stomach, and perfectly one breasts. Not natural, and normally I am not a fan of implants but I seem to have lost that thought process when I looked at hers.
We started with me laying back on the bed, everything off but some boxers, and she moved over top of me, having communicated to her my likes before our meeting. She complimented me on staying in shape (it felt like a real one as I do try to stay toned) and I reached behind her to undo the clasp of her bra. I am not usually nervous, but because of how beautiful she was, I was a bit intimidated. I revealed her perfect breasts, capped with responsive nipples that were already pointing at my mouth as she leaned over to give me a sample. I moved from one to the other, kissing and teasing with my tongue and getting the desired response from her, lightly moaning as I teased her, clasping her breasts in my hands and moving between them.
Her hips started to move in anticipation as she knew what was coming, and she started to move up, the only interruption was me insisting she removed her panties before resuming.
I kissed down her stomach, she smelled fantastic, and I reached under her legs to grab her ass, so tight and I felt her muscles move as she crept forward, my mouth now under her navel, and slowly moving down listening to her breathing increase the closer I got.
I was lucky again as I prefer a woman with a little bit left down below when it comes to grooming. Clean, but with that small patch that reminds me that this is a woman, not a girl.
I kissed along her thighs as she got comfortable, knowing that I will spend at least half the session driving her crazy, which in turn gets me even more turned on.
My tongue reached out for my first taste. Perfect. Clean and sweet, I teased her, avoiding the target but just barely.
Her hands moved down to grab my head, pulling my mouth against her as she didn't want to wait, and her hips moved her against my mouth slowly at first. I reached up to tease her breasts, looking up at her as those icy blue eyes looked down and she smiled at me, wanting more.
I obliged, and after I felt her shake once in pleasure, I rolled her to the side so that I could kneel beside the bed and continue tasting her, her legs now wrapped around my head and her hands holding me where she wanted as I kissed her lightly, knowing how sensitive she would be. Soon her hips started to move again, and I knew that before long, I would have her shaking again, holding tight as her hips bounced on the bed, shaking and moaning as I held my tongue still so she could control how she slowed down.
The condom was on the bed and I stood up, her legs still on either side of me, and I was harder than I can remember in a long time. The view below me was spectacular and her nipples were still stiff and I circled them with my fingers lightly as she unwrapped the condom and rolled it over me, applying some lube as she did.
So slowly I pushed into her, reaching down to grab her ass, and spreading my legs to lower myself to the right level (I am 6' 2") and slowly pushed deep inside.
She was so tight. So in control of the muscles that matter, and I held deep inside as I lifted her legs up so her heels were on either side of my head, resting on my shoulders.
Slowly, the pace increased, moving together, deep and hold, and then slowly back but not all the way before pushing in again.
I didn't want this to end. It felt so good, and keeping my eyes open didn't help as I meant what I said. She is stunning.
Without pulling out of her, we moved up higher on the bed. This gave me more leverage and and allowed me to pull her closer, deeper.
We were both lost in the moment and I have no idea how much time lapsed, but sooner than I would have liked, I felt it gathering somewhere down around my ankles, and rush quickly to my groin where I felt myself shake, then stiffen in pleasure as I squeezed her ass as I pulled her against me and convulsed over and over.
Finally, I rolled to the side in exhaustion, and she lay beside me, her fingertips tickling my skin lightly as I cooled down.
She smiled at me and I could see her pleasure was legitimate.
I knew that she had enjoyed herself, and I knew that I had set the new high bar for my experiences.
Her home base is Toronto, and we chatted for a while before I left. I know that I had used my hour, and in fact was surprised that we had run longer than expected. I guess that is what happens when you get lost in someone.
That is what happened here.
I got lost.
Icy blue eyes. Perfect figure. Sexy European accent. All the details taken care of.
Sometimes you get a connection with an escort, even if it is just for the time you have paid for. The women that create that are the special ones. The ones that are truly professionals, and not just working a trade.
Chanel is that.
A professional.
I can't wait till I go to Toronto.
I can't wait till Chanel is back in town.
I have already booked my appointment.
It may be next month, may not be till next year.
Understand gentleman, I am first in line.
I booked that appointment before I wrote this review just to make sure.
If you missed her last time, don't miss her next time.
Wow.
Her ratings would look like a string of binary.
10 10 10
Nuff said.
Luckily, it isn't, so I can go on for a bit about one of the best experiences I have had.
Unfortunately, she is gone now, as I saw her last Thursday and she left on Saturday. I know she will be returning and made sure I booked early.
Here is the link to her website, so you can get an idea of her pictures.
http://www.lovelychanel.moonfruit.com/home/4590291091
She was on EC but took her ad down once she left. Boy I appreciate that. Shows a certain amount of professionalism.
Well the hotel was one I was very comfortable visiting. Downtown with plenty of parking and enough foot traffic that I didn't stand out with the smile on my face. I looked over her pictures again and hoped that the person I was meeting was close to what the camera had captured.
(Girls advertising need to understand that you are marketing yourself. Well done pictures go a long way towards attracting your clients and mirrored selfies taken in a hotel washroom really aren't sexy. Find someone with some camera skills and work out some sort of trade. BTW I am a great photographer!)
I messaged her that I had parked and was close to the lobby. Her reply was immediate and she sent me the room number, even letting me know that the hotel staff was in the hall so I wasn't worried.
I knocked lightly on the door and it opened immediately. Standing there was a tall sexy woman with piercing blue eyes, and a big smile on her face as she greeted me.
Chanel is stunning.
Stunning.
Beautiful in that classic European way. Her hair was back tightly in a bun accenting her high cheekbones. She was dressed in a sexy bra and panties and of course, sexy stiletto's. I immediately felt at ease, and her smile was disarming in a good way.
I removed my coat and set down the required token, and looked at her as she sat on the bed, my eyes devouring her frame.
She is sculpted. Long lean legs, tight muscles, flat stomach, and perfectly one breasts. Not natural, and normally I am not a fan of implants but I seem to have lost that thought process when I looked at hers.
We started with me laying back on the bed, everything off but some boxers, and she moved over top of me, having communicated to her my likes before our meeting. She complimented me on staying in shape (it felt like a real one as I do try to stay toned) and I reached behind her to undo the clasp of her bra. I am not usually nervous, but because of how beautiful she was, I was a bit intimidated. I revealed her perfect breasts, capped with responsive nipples that were already pointing at my mouth as she leaned over to give me a sample. I moved from one to the other, kissing and teasing with my tongue and getting the desired response from her, lightly moaning as I teased her, clasping her breasts in my hands and moving between them.
Her hips started to move in anticipation as she knew what was coming, and she started to move up, the only interruption was me insisting she removed her panties before resuming.
I kissed down her stomach, she smelled fantastic, and I reached under her legs to grab her ass, so tight and I felt her muscles move as she crept forward, my mouth now under her navel, and slowly moving down listening to her breathing increase the closer I got.
I was lucky again as I prefer a woman with a little bit left down below when it comes to grooming. Clean, but with that small patch that reminds me that this is a woman, not a girl.
I kissed along her thighs as she got comfortable, knowing that I will spend at least half the session driving her crazy, which in turn gets me even more turned on.
My tongue reached out for my first taste. Perfect. Clean and sweet, I teased her, avoiding the target but just barely.
Her hands moved down to grab my head, pulling my mouth against her as she didn't want to wait, and her hips moved her against my mouth slowly at first. I reached up to tease her breasts, looking up at her as those icy blue eyes looked down and she smiled at me, wanting more.
I obliged, and after I felt her shake once in pleasure, I rolled her to the side so that I could kneel beside the bed and continue tasting her, her legs now wrapped around my head and her hands holding me where she wanted as I kissed her lightly, knowing how sensitive she would be. Soon her hips started to move again, and I knew that before long, I would have her shaking again, holding tight as her hips bounced on the bed, shaking and moaning as I held my tongue still so she could control how she slowed down.
The condom was on the bed and I stood up, her legs still on either side of me, and I was harder than I can remember in a long time. The view below me was spectacular and her nipples were still stiff and I circled them with my fingers lightly as she unwrapped the condom and rolled it over me, applying some lube as she did.
So slowly I pushed into her, reaching down to grab her ass, and spreading my legs to lower myself to the right level (I am 6' 2") and slowly pushed deep inside.
She was so tight. So in control of the muscles that matter, and I held deep inside as I lifted her legs up so her heels were on either side of my head, resting on my shoulders.
Slowly, the pace increased, moving together, deep and hold, and then slowly back but not all the way before pushing in again.
I didn't want this to end. It felt so good, and keeping my eyes open didn't help as I meant what I said. She is stunning.
Without pulling out of her, we moved up higher on the bed. This gave me more leverage and and allowed me to pull her closer, deeper.
We were both lost in the moment and I have no idea how much time lapsed, but sooner than I would have liked, I felt it gathering somewhere down around my ankles, and rush quickly to my groin where I felt myself shake, then stiffen in pleasure as I squeezed her ass as I pulled her against me and convulsed over and over.
Finally, I rolled to the side in exhaustion, and she lay beside me, her fingertips tickling my skin lightly as I cooled down.
She smiled at me and I could see her pleasure was legitimate.
I knew that she had enjoyed herself, and I knew that I had set the new high bar for my experiences.
Her home base is Toronto, and we chatted for a while before I left. I know that I had used my hour, and in fact was surprised that we had run longer than expected. I guess that is what happens when you get lost in someone.
That is what happened here.
I got lost.
Icy blue eyes. Perfect figure. Sexy European accent. All the details taken care of.
Sometimes you get a connection with an escort, even if it is just for the time you have paid for. The women that create that are the special ones. The ones that are truly professionals, and not just working a trade.
Chanel is that.
A professional.
I can't wait till I go to Toronto.
I can't wait till Chanel is back in town.
I have already booked my appointment.
It may be next month, may not be till next year.
Understand gentleman, I am first in line.
I booked that appointment before I wrote this review just to make sure.
If you missed her last time, don't miss her next time.
Wow.
Her ratings would look like a string of binary.
10 10 10
Nuff said.
