I've seen Victoria 3 times now, and as Lionel Richie would say, She's once, twice, three times a very naughty lady!http://premium-escorts.com/Victoria-newcastle-escort.html
Various bookings, all at advertised prices.
I'd wanted to see Victoria pretty much since I first found the Premium website but her availability and mine never seemed to coincide, and when it did, she was always fully booked. A few weeks ago though, I was checking on the Premium website, noticed she was working and made a speculative call to June for asap incall. Fortunately I was able to get 45 mins (I usually prefer longer) as long as I could go to 'the establishment' in Hebburn more or less straight away. Equally fortunately, I've only recently moved house and it takes me about 5 minutes to get there. (Note: this was NOT a factor in choosing my new gaff, just a handy benefit!) I knocked on the door and Victoria answered pretty much immediately, greeting me with a very nice kiss before I'd had a chance to have a proper look at her. She directed me through to the bedroom and it was at this point I was able to properly clap eyes on what I suspect is the most naturally pretty escort I've ever seen in my life. Now I know people have different opinions on what constitutes pretty, but Victoria is a proper, pale skinned English Rose, very slender with lovely legs and a girl next door look, although more of a Ponteland girl next door than a Tyne Dock one, if you know what I mean. Her well spoken manner and quite elegant nature may, in retrospect have lulled me into a false sense of security. Because she is filthy. Utterly, totally, unbelievably dirtily filthy. In a good way. Which is why I've seen her twice since and will be seeing her again very soon.
The first meeting with her wasn't my finest hour in all fairness. I don't really like bookings shorter than an hour as I worry that if I cum quickly I won't have time for round 2, but if I hold out I might not get finished in time. Plus the short notice booking meant I wasn't totally in the mood and just to add to the misery, my phone, which I swear I'd turned off, was constantly ringing throughout the meet. Despite this, Victoria was excellent, providing first class OWO, some excellent cowgirl and a bit of face fucking to climax. Unfortunately (?) at the crucial moment she moved her head slightly to get some hair out of her face and I went off like a cannon straight into her ear and her eye. Not a shot I think I could repeat in a month of trying, but a memorable calling card!
I left feeling that I'd discovered an absolute scorcher, but kicking myself for not being more engaged, and vowed to swiftly book another, longer visit. Which wasn't all that easy, Victoria often only does 2 or 3 days per week and books up pretty quickly, however, last week I managed to secure an hour with her and arrived primed and ready for action.
After a chat and a promise not to fill her lughole this time, it was on to a pretty solid hour of intense action. More amazing OWO, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl and RO. I couldn't possibly remember in which order these delights were served up as the whole thing was just one, intensely pleasurable hour, but there is one thing I'll remember fronm this day that will stay with me a long time. Now, you may think I'm not the most adventurous soul here, but rest assured, I'm a man of the world and it's not often I get introduced to something new. At one point in this non stop fuck fest I was using my fingers to work on Victoria's pussy from behind when I thought I'd try a cheeky little bit of rimming. Sometimes this is a bit risky with girls who don't do anal but if they don't like it it's no problem to stop. Well Victoria did like it. A lot. In fact she began thrusting back on my tongue with some serious force (I'm surprised she didn't break my nose!), and within a few seconds I'd gone from rimming her to full on tongue fucking her arsehole. Now forgive me if I sound naive, but I've never done that before. Ever. It was disgusting, degrading, dehumanizing, repulsive and thoroughly, utterly enjoyable. Not just for me, after a few minutes of this Victoria came. Hard. Those of us who are long past the stage of callow youth are able to discern when a girl is faking, and we are aware of certain signs that can't be faked. A certain redness to the cheeks, a patch of perspiration to the chest, a twitch in the legs and a Tsunami of female ejaculate hitting you square in the face. When she got up to move position in order to return the favour, she pretty much fell off the bed as her legs had temporarily stopped working. I suggested she take a couple of minutes to pull her self together but she declined saying 'I'll work through it' (what a trooper!) and with that it was on to some staggeringly good OWO ending in a cum explosion across her chest.
Now at this point in my life I have been looking for a while for a regular girl and Victoria was most definitely on the list but there were a couple of issues. The main one being that I prefer outcall appointments to my place when the ball and chain is elsewhere, and Victoria doesn't do outcall. Also I'm a big fan of boobs. Lovely, big, bouncing boobs and Victoria's are on the small side. However, when someone is as pretty and dirty as Victoria, chest measurements go out of the window, and, after a few messages with June, Victoria agreed to do an outcall for my next booking as I'm so close to her incall venue.
Booking number 3 was an hour and a half at my place. It made a nice change to see Victoria with her clothes on (!) and, after a few hello's and a chat about last time, it was straight on to the next round of the sex Olympics. Once again the details are lost to me but it was, again, amazing, non-stop and very dirty. She said she'd enjoyed the bum/tongue/fucking thing and wanted to do it again, though this time she'd brought a frankly terrifyingly huge vibrator with her so she could go to work down the front. She came, I came, (in her mouth and she swallowed every drop), she came again and when she left I was in a bit of a daze trying to process all of the filthy fun we'd had and wondering when I could fit in another appointment to see her again! (I was sorely tempted to book another hours' incall later that day but to be honest by the time she'd finished with me I was a broken husk of a man, albeit one with a very large grin on his face )
So, is she my new regular? Well, surprisingly, not yet. And it's nothing to do with her boobs which I've decided I really like, especially when they're decked out in my baby gravy. No, the problem is she might be TOO good. At least to see twice a week. I'm just not sure I can handle this level of intensity on a regular basis. On the other hand, I could just 'man up' and enjoy regular sessions with what may well be the hottest girl I've ever encountered, but it could well be the end of me.
Anyway, I'm definitely seeing her again. Soon. So stay tuned readers, there could be many more installments in this series.....