It has to rank as one of the greatest, and most unexpected, surprises I've ever had: discovering that Nyomi Blu had returned. When she took her curtain call back in 2011 I, like many of you whom had the pleasure of her company, thought I would never see her again. Every one in a while, though, Fortune smiles down upon us and grants us something wonderful. This was affirmed earlier today.
Greeted by a walkway of rose petals, leading from the entrance to the beds, I was delighted to cast my eyes on Nyomi and find her beauty still intact: long, thick black hair, luscious full lips, the cutest little nose, ample breasts, curvaceous yet slender figure, well appointed lingerie, and the joyful laughter and spirit that someone who genuinely loves what they do brings to an encounter such as this. If anything, Nyomi's face is even more radiant - the result, perhaps, of her time away. Well, now she's back, and seems determined to reclaim her crown as (imo) Canada's Caribbean Escort Queen.
... It was difficult to take the time to set up some music I had brought for the occasion, what with Nyomi showering me with deep kisses (this woman's tongue works miracles, and not just when she kisses!). As the opening notes struck, Nyomi is pouring me wine, into which she drops two strawberries. She creates a matching cocktail (pun intended?) for herself, then plucks one of the berries and seductively brings it to her lips. To this she adds a handful of chocolate covered blueberries. It's almost unbearable - the richness with which Nyomi understands sensuality.
Next, its a flurry of mouths, tongues, hands across bodies. Garments are unfastened, and fall to the floor or playfully tossed aside. She grasps my cock and wraps her lips around it - there's that miraculous tongue again. But wait - it's too soon to let go! I pull back, draw her down onto the bed for another taste of her mouth. Finally, I surrender - crying out it's time. Nyomi descends upon my member, takes it into her mouth as I let go. What I finish!
We catch our breath, talk music (jazz fans we are) while the tunes play on. Now its time to explore. Considerable attention is paid to her breasts, with their gorgeous dark areolas, and fully erect - so inviting. Gentle kisses across her torso and down to her thighs. Then its on to the main course: daty, with digits. Such a sweet scent, and so trim and tidy. Slowly the tide builds to the point where her wetness has covered my face and her inner thighs. Nyomi tries to turn this into a 69 session, which feels fantastic. But she can't sustain it. She yields, gasping and bucking beneath my tongue.
One more pause, to talk a little about her time away. Then its onto to the final round, as I just have to be inside her. We start slow and sensual, gradually increasing tempo. Then our rhythm turns to a full on frenzy. Yes, Nyomi knows sensuality, but she can fuck like a wild mare! What a climax! We're gasping for air, sweat running down our bodies, laughing, revelling in the waves of pleasure.
I glance at the clock and discover that we've been swept away some. Our 90 minutes ended a quarter of an hour ago. Nyomi was never a clock watcher, and she was certainly generous with her time today.
An honest pooner knows that these experiences are constructs, and cannot last. With Nyomi, though, one almost imagines that it could. If you've never had the pleasure, you should (Nyomi says she will return, and the wait won't be so long this time). If you have had the pleasure, do yourself a favour and remind yourself how good this hobby can be.
L: as gorgeous as ever - a true ebony beauty
A: outstanding - she brings so much spirit and joy
S: everything advertised was available, though I did not take a full trip to Greece, just digits
Greeted by a walkway of rose petals, leading from the entrance to the beds, I was delighted to cast my eyes on Nyomi and find her beauty still intact: long, thick black hair, luscious full lips, the cutest little nose, ample breasts, curvaceous yet slender figure, well appointed lingerie, and the joyful laughter and spirit that someone who genuinely loves what they do brings to an encounter such as this. If anything, Nyomi's face is even more radiant - the result, perhaps, of her time away. Well, now she's back, and seems determined to reclaim her crown as (imo) Canada's Caribbean Escort Queen.
... It was difficult to take the time to set up some music I had brought for the occasion, what with Nyomi showering me with deep kisses (this woman's tongue works miracles, and not just when she kisses!). As the opening notes struck, Nyomi is pouring me wine, into which she drops two strawberries. She creates a matching cocktail (pun intended?) for herself, then plucks one of the berries and seductively brings it to her lips. To this she adds a handful of chocolate covered blueberries. It's almost unbearable - the richness with which Nyomi understands sensuality.
Next, its a flurry of mouths, tongues, hands across bodies. Garments are unfastened, and fall to the floor or playfully tossed aside. She grasps my cock and wraps her lips around it - there's that miraculous tongue again. But wait - it's too soon to let go! I pull back, draw her down onto the bed for another taste of her mouth. Finally, I surrender - crying out it's time. Nyomi descends upon my member, takes it into her mouth as I let go. What I finish!
We catch our breath, talk music (jazz fans we are) while the tunes play on. Now its time to explore. Considerable attention is paid to her breasts, with their gorgeous dark areolas, and fully erect - so inviting. Gentle kisses across her torso and down to her thighs. Then its on to the main course: daty, with digits. Such a sweet scent, and so trim and tidy. Slowly the tide builds to the point where her wetness has covered my face and her inner thighs. Nyomi tries to turn this into a 69 session, which feels fantastic. But she can't sustain it. She yields, gasping and bucking beneath my tongue.
One more pause, to talk a little about her time away. Then its onto to the final round, as I just have to be inside her. We start slow and sensual, gradually increasing tempo. Then our rhythm turns to a full on frenzy. Yes, Nyomi knows sensuality, but she can fuck like a wild mare! What a climax! We're gasping for air, sweat running down our bodies, laughing, revelling in the waves of pleasure.
I glance at the clock and discover that we've been swept away some. Our 90 minutes ended a quarter of an hour ago. Nyomi was never a clock watcher, and she was certainly generous with her time today.
An honest pooner knows that these experiences are constructs, and cannot last. With Nyomi, though, one almost imagines that it could. If you've never had the pleasure, you should (Nyomi says she will return, and the wait won't be so long this time). If you have had the pleasure, do yourself a favour and remind yourself how good this hobby can be.
L: as gorgeous as ever - a true ebony beauty
A: outstanding - she brings so much spirit and joy
S: everything advertised was available, though I did not take a full trip to Greece, just digits
Till next time....lots of kisses, smooches and licks!
