Finding myself visiting clients in Bedfont Lakes near Heathrow, I decided to take advantage of this otherwise deary location to pay a visit to Vicky_28. This lady has been much discussed on this forum of late, so an encounter was very much anticipated.
External Link/Members OnlyExternal Link/Members OnlyThe appointment was arranged a few days in advance over the AdultWork booking process and then confirmed over text.
I paid £130 for one hours girlfriend experience. I took the train to the client’s site, so decided to walk from Feltham Station to Vicky’s post code. This turned out to be quite a trek, through one of the drabbest parts of West London. The location itself was a giant estate and it took me some time to locate the block and flat which she had texted me.
Ascending the stairs, I felt some apprehension as many previous reviewers had been somewhat cutting about Vicky’s appearance. But what I saw emerging from behind the ajar door was a delightful young lady with an incredible body and a lovely face. She is tall and slender and has flowing dark hair, which she wore loose. She was wearing sexy lingerie and killer heels. Some pleasantries ensued and I silently placed the envelope upon the table.
The flat itself was very small and consisted only of a living room, bedroom and bathroom. The bedroom was only just big enough for the bed, which filled the entire space. The bathroom was basic and the shower was hard to operate – offering only freezing cold or burning hot options.
Emerging from the bathroom, Vicky approached me, bought her head to mine and effortlessly slid her tongue into my mouth. I pulled her in and felt her breasts crush against my chest. I reached around and squeezed her bottom cheeks. Deep, long, wet French kissing ensued.
After a while, she took my hand, entwined her fingers in mine and led me to the bed. She kneeled on the bed and I was stood in front of her, towel now discarded. She proceeded to lick and bite my nipples, which was a lovely sensation. Then she worked her kisses down slowly, closer, closer… Until she finally slid my penis into her warm, welcoming mouth.
Her oral technique was first class. I closed my eyes, lifted my head to the gods and was lost in euphoria. These moments are the whole reason I indulge in this hobby, to be lost in the unadulterated pleasure of it. To focus totally on the small sensations. I am not one of the “max cums per hour” brigade.
After a very long time, we collapsed onto the bed and more long, deep kissing commenced. Vicky slowly stroking my member all the time. Eventually coming up for air, we decided to roll down her lingerie and release her breasts. Here too, a previous reviewer had been most unkind. One wonders what supermodels some of you frequent. Vicky has lovely, enhanced breast – a perfect size, firm but soft. Her nipples were standing out like hat pegs, so I took them into my mouth and sucked and nibbled on them.
Eventually we rolled the lingerie off completely to reveal her slender, milky white body. I slipped down off the bed and dragged her legs towards myself, placing my face between them. What a wonderful site – a pink palace, with protruding labia and engorged clitoris. I dived in for a wet, messy munching.
There was no issues when I slid some fingers inside. Nor when I also licked and fingered her bum hole. Indeed, every time I asked about any such act, there was always a “yes” or “of course” response.
Fingers and tongues went on for some time, before the condom went on for penetration. I don’t actually enjoy this part so much and the condom always kills the joy me. Nevertheless, we did enjoy some time in missionary, but we kept our lips and tongues engaged all the while. Whilst in missionary, Vicky reached down and played with my balls and squeezed the end of my shaft. After a while, she started fingering her bum hole - which was a huge turn on.
Eventually, we discarded the condom and returned to oral for the climax. I exploded into her mouth, with my fingers deep inside her. She took her time to let me complete and then dribbled the cum into a tissue – whence we fell into a warm embrace.
With still ten minutes on the clock, we chatted away and she shared some fascinating stories about her life. After I showered, I saw that she had changed into a cute jumper, jeans and socks. She looked delightful and I will ask her to wear this for our next appointment.
The thing with Vicky is that she is all there for you - assuming you are not uncouth or rough. Nothing was denied and she let herself go for me entirely. In London, you can pay much more for a service provider who then says you can’t touch her hair, or squeeze her breasts or insert a finger inside her. It turns out that deary old Feltham has one over the West End.
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