There can't be many people who would ever look forward to a wet afternoon in Leicester; for those of us so inclined, though, and who know where to look, it offered the prospect of having it off with a choice of exotic Brazilian hotties....by 'eck, it's a grand life, ain't it!
External Link/Members OnlyIt's an accurate profile, and WYSIWYG. I'd say she's attractive, rather than pretty, with a lovely, radiant smile and perfect teeth. She's had her lips done, which I'm not a fan of, and they're certainly pouty, but not too distracting. The best view of them is, ironically, in that picture of her arse, where you can see them in the mirror.
She has a fabulous body, the perfect hourglass figure, shapely, curvy and womanly, but without an ounce of fat. Slender, shapely legs, a perfectly sculpted arse, trim waist and spectacular tits. They're fake, of course, and even as a devotee of boob jobs I must admit they're very, very firm, and perhaps not for the purist. She's immensely proud of them, though, and loves you playing with them, in fact she insisted on shoving them in my face at every opportunity, which was fine by me. No tattoos, either.
She's Joy by name and joy by nature, too, bursting with energy and a natural performer who loves putting on a show, and who clearly enjoyed having such an appreciative audience. She didn't just
move; everything was with a shimmy and a sashay, along to the soft background music, and she loved to bend over and wiggle her arse at me. As punters, of course, it's like knowing the result before placing a bet, but she could tease a man to death in real life.
The sex was terrific, although I didn't get a blowjob, not to speak of, anyway. After a leisurely session of RO I lay back for a bit of oral, but she'd barely rolled on the condom when she popped herself on board for cowgirl. It didn't matter to me, because I tend to view the blowjob as the last part of the warm-up rather than the first part of the main event, but I know it's a big part of the occasion for most guys. I'm sure she'd have happily carried on had I asked, though.
She put plenty of fizz into it before we switched to 'heels-to-heaven' mish, which was so good I couldn't see much point in changing positions, and after a couple of breathers I could feel myself approaching the cusp and to my great delight finished inside her, the first time I'd managed that in ages. Joy indeed!
She's expensive, with a base price of £100 for half an hour, plus, as is often the case with Brazilian girls, plenty of add-ons. £20 for RO, which I accepted, and was money well spent. £20 for kissing, which I declined; pity, because I'd have loved a good, hearty snog with her, but you have to draw the line somewhere. I expect she wants extra for OWO, too.
After a dismal recent experience this was a welcome reminder of what great fun punting can be, and I left with a spring in my step.
