A confident woman with long raven-hair and a relaxed manner, so accustomed as she was to her business, let me into the room of her upscale downtown hotel. She wore a flimsy 36 C bra and half-back panties. About 5' 7" tall with a perfect figure.....and a slightly sly smile. :eyebrows:
"Welcome to Winnipeg. I see you brought an Alberta snow storm with you"
We embraced (no kissing
) and we made a little small talk. Her body and face exactly match her pictures. A very artful and tasteful mural-tattoo adorns half of her body. This intelligent woman had put thought and purpose into her design when she commissioned this work. It's not the hodge-podge,random message-board appearance most women have when they go all out for tattoos. As well, she has matching piercings of her nipples, belly button and of her hood (above the clit), simple and small, with a small dermal stud right between her breasts. It all hangs together; exquisite and not the least garish.
She started working my shirt buttons and pant zipper, struggling just a little bit. She gentled massaged my turgid whip-cream dispenser all the while, giving me a distracting thrill as I stood by the door and helped her.
"Lie down here. Let me give you a massage".
"A woman wanting to pamper me? I better not marry her or this will stop", I thought.
She did a great job with the hotel room atmosphere, draping a diaphonous dress over the lamp shade to soften the lighting. And she brought her own portable music system. This girl has the traveling SP business down to science......brings just the right tools to set the right mood in a random hotel room. :thumb:
I lay prone on the bed while she straddled me and gave me a deep-tissue shoulder-and-back massage. Heaven! We talked a little, but mostly she massaged me at a steady rhythmic pace, relaxed and confident of what she was doing.
After a while she became tired from this much effort, and started to do a light-touch massage. I heard her bra snap off, she threw it over the other bed and began to give me a back massage with her ample melons. I loooovvveee that feeling!
She laid down beside me and used her left hand to deliver a tantalizing, light-touch erotic massage, doing my whole backside but spending lots of time around my balls. Mmmmmm. Goooood!, says caveman. I rolled over, tugged at her panties and she slipped them off gracefully, then reached over to the night table to get a condom, dressing me for a CBJ.
Lots of up-and-down action with licking and sucking, close to my balls. When she got me to the point of near-explosion with her oral pleasuring, she was ready to fell that hardwood tree she had been playfully gnawing on. She KYed her bald beaver and mounted me with steady, demanding Cowgirl strokes. Her hood piercing felt greeaaaat. Her bejeweled beaver felled my mighty Western cedar with a thunderous crash. Her Cowgirl style is a little different, very intimate as she placed her feet between my legs rather than beside them.
She cleaned me up and then we talked for a while. She is quite a cosmopolitan lady, well-traveled, well-spoken and with lots of life experience. We compared stories about our different encounters in the pooning lifestyle in different parts of the world, amongst other things
At this point, she tried to encourage my guy back to life but he wasn't ready yet and I had booked two hours. To draw out the session I gave her a fairly long deep tissue and Shiatsu massage, doing her whole backside and legs. It almost put her to sleep. She looked very content. But soon I could feel the stirrings of life as a new hardwood tree was sprouting in my crotch. "I feel that", she said.
Vigorous sweaty copulation ensued! Oral (still CBJ), Reverse Cowgirl (with her legs wrapped under mine. Different!) missionary and doggie standing and finally doggie kneeling, a great closer. This was THE major tourist attraction in the 'Peg that snowy November Saturday afternoon.
I showered, then she did, we pulled it all together and said our good-byes. I got her really relaxed for the plane flight home....and I was doing pretty good myself.
Damage: $$$$.5 for 2H
L: 9
A: 10
S: 9 (points off for CBJ and no kissing, but added-on for massage)
Atmosphere: 10 (great job with the limits of a hotel room)
Very good value with a wonderful well-rounded companion!
"Welcome to Winnipeg. I see you brought an Alberta snow storm with you"
We embraced (no kissing
) and we made a little small talk. Her body and face exactly match her pictures. A very artful and tasteful mural-tattoo adorns half of her body. This intelligent woman had put thought and purpose into her design when she commissioned this work. It's not the hodge-podge,random message-board appearance most women have when they go all out for tattoos. As well, she has matching piercings of her nipples, belly button and of her hood (above the clit), simple and small, with a small dermal stud right between her breasts. It all hangs together; exquisite and not the least garish.She started working my shirt buttons and pant zipper, struggling just a little bit. She gentled massaged my turgid whip-cream dispenser
all the while, giving me a distracting thrill as I stood by the door and helped her."Lie down here. Let me give you a massage".
"A woman wanting to pamper me? I better not marry her or this will stop", I thought.
She did a great job with the hotel room atmosphere, draping a diaphonous dress over the lamp shade to soften the lighting. And she brought her own portable music system. This girl has the traveling SP business down to science......brings just the right tools to set the right mood in a random hotel room. :thumb:
I lay prone on the bed while she straddled me and gave me a deep-tissue shoulder-and-back massage. Heaven! We talked a little, but mostly she massaged me at a steady rhythmic pace, relaxed and confident of what she was doing.
After a while she became tired from this much effort, and started to do a light-touch massage. I heard her bra snap off, she threw it over the other bed and began to give me a back massage with her ample melons. I loooovvveee that feeling!
She laid down beside me and used her left hand to deliver a tantalizing, light-touch erotic massage, doing my whole backside but spending lots of time around my balls. Mmmmmm. Goooood!, says caveman. I rolled over, tugged at her panties and she slipped them off gracefully, then reached over to the night table to get a condom, dressing me for a CBJ.
Lots of up-and-down action with licking and sucking, close to my balls. When she got me to the point of near-explosion with her oral pleasuring, she was ready to fell that hardwood tree she had been playfully gnawing on. She KYed her bald beaver and mounted me with steady, demanding Cowgirl strokes. Her hood piercing felt greeaaaat. Her bejeweled beaver felled my mighty Western cedar with a thunderous crash. Her Cowgirl style is a little different, very intimate as she placed her feet between my legs rather than beside them.
She cleaned me up and then we talked for a while. She is quite a cosmopolitan lady, well-traveled, well-spoken and with lots of life experience. We compared stories about our different encounters in the pooning lifestyle in different parts of the world, amongst other things
At this point, she tried to encourage my guy back to life but he wasn't ready yet and I had booked two hours. To draw out the session I gave her a fairly long deep tissue and Shiatsu massage, doing her whole backside and legs. It almost put her to sleep. She looked very content. But soon I could feel the stirrings of life as a new hardwood tree was sprouting in my crotch. "I feel that", she said.
Vigorous sweaty copulation ensued! Oral (still CBJ), Reverse Cowgirl (with her legs wrapped under mine. Different!) missionary and doggie standing and finally doggie kneeling, a great closer. This was THE major tourist attraction in the 'Peg that snowy November Saturday afternoon.
I showered, then she did, we pulled it all together and said our good-byes. I got her really relaxed for the plane flight home....and I was doing pretty good myself.
Damage: $$$$.5 for 2H
L: 9
A: 10
S: 9 (points off for CBJ and no kissing, but added-on for massage)
Atmosphere: 10 (great job with the limits of a hotel room)
Very good value with a wonderful well-rounded companion!
