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Sarah_eve … all I saw was ASS! And I had to have it …
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External Link/Members OnlyLogistics:Zipping along the A406 on a weekend, I knew I was going to be passing Finchley … and suddenly remembered that ASS was here! Thinking P&D, I phoned … Sarah answered with a lovely phone manner (she could teach my staff a thing or two!), coming across as very personable. She happened to be free, when I'd be driving passed in half-an-hour … we sorted 30mins for £60. Her velvety voice and flirty fluency now suggested that this would be more than a quick and dirty P&D.
Location:Sarah works out of her friend’s flat, 5mins walk from Finchley Central tube … but only on weekends, as she otherwise works out of her own pad in Canterbury (where she studies “Finance”) during the week. I parked on a side road (controlled hours: 2-3pm).
The flat is situated above and behind the high street shops, accessed via an alley and stairway from a side road. It's a tad complicated, and Sarah directed me up by phone. Although hidden from the road, I did feel exposed, waiting for Sarah to open the caged front door … as various neighbours stared at me from their balconies! I was let in by Sarah’s flat-friend, dressed in tight denim (not sure if she’s a WG) … she smirked at me, and her tight ass lead me upstairs to Sarah’s bedroom.
Looks:Sarah is the buxum booty-ful body in the photos below …
Hidden Image/Members Only Hidden Image/Members Only Hidden Image/Members Only… and all I still see is ASS! It’s a marvellous monster … soft and wobbly, round and unusually toned, smackable and spankable … unfeasibly curving off a smaller waist. The phantasmagoric phatness extends to Sarah’s 36EE tits … monster mammaries indeed! She’s extraordinary everywhere, but in face … which is ordinary.
Sarah says she is half-Brazilian and half-Italian, and I think at least in her mid-30s. Her English is superb, not surprising for a mature Finance degree student.
Services:Sarah greeted with double kiss to each cheek, dressed up in lacy blue-bra-and-panties and black-stockings-and-heels … but all I saw was ASS! She confirmed that I desired “massage, oral, sex” … she stashed cash, while I undressed. On return to the room, Sarah strode right up to me and into FK, knocking me back to the foot of the bed. In this standing FK embrace, we stroked eachother’s hair, neck, shoulders and back … her hands wandered further down to do the same to my cock and ass … my head descended to nuzzle between her phat funbags, as my hands slipped into her panties to grab up her ginormous glutes. As I pulled the panties down, Sarah twirled as she stepped out of them, and bent over as I stood up … I almost fainted at that stupendous sight! Seeing my reaction, she thrust her booty up against my already-erect undershaft, allowing me to dry-hump her smooth crack, while she also rolled her hips around. I spotted an upright mirror by the bed-head, and manoeuvred us into raunchy refection … pulling Sarah’s head back up, kissing her neck, squeezing her tits, grinding her crack … I could’ve easily cum at that view, but fortunately Sarah saved me by directing me down for the agreed massage. Phew!
As I lay face down, I liked that Sarah squirted
Baby Oil all over … down from my neck, dripping down my crack and balls, to my heels … I then knew this would be good. She indeed delivered a worthy hand massage of my neck, shoulders, arms and back … skipping to legs and feet … leaving the best til last ... Sarah kneaded and knotted my ass, simultaneously making me squirm with reach-unders, CC swipes, sac handling and shaft pulls … I had to actually signal her to stop, again getting close to cumming! She then eased me down with some basic B2B … her heavy tits dolloping around my neck and back. It was then time to turn over.
A rubber was found, and Sarah applied it with her mouth … straight into OW. This was good, being tight, swirly and full length with ball play. It was better, as Sarah ensured she delivered from my side, so her ass was up by my shoulder … so I slapped it, spanked it, and slid my fingers between it and into her moist minge … which I wanked into wetness. That signalled Sarah to pop off my cock, look back at me, and climb on without lube.
In CG, Sarah sported a sultry expression, acting out moans, whilst self-massaging her oily tits. As she writhed in figure-of-8s on me, I pumped up in her … my hands entwining with hers in an oily union over her chest. To slow her down, I pulled her face down onto mine in FK … plus almost suffocated myself in her deep cleavage. Although she knew she could force my cum here, she also knew I’d come for that ASS … and asked me to go doggy … yessum!
Repositioning ourselves in doggy, before the mirror, I slowed myself in, hoping to savour ... but Sarah started rolling and back-pushing on me … I thus knew I wasn’t going to last long, so I then bashed that booty bad! The slapping skin-on-skin was loud. Her fake moans were loud. My real grunts were loud. As I burst inside the bag, Sarah continued her rolls, laughing at my mirrored cum-face!
Falling back on the bed, Sarah pulled off the full condom and passed me wet-wipes. After a minute or two of post-coital chat, I showered. On return to the bedroom, Sarah’s flat-friend was standing by the door, chatting to Sarah … she side-stepped to let me in, whilst looking me up-and-down with a “You nice, Baby!” (she must be a WG?), and closed the door. Sarah was wrapped in a silk gown, sat on the bed, and told me about her studies as I dressed up. On exit, we kissed continentally … she smiled, “I hope to see you again?” … I patted that ASS, and winked, “How can I resist this?” … and hopped downstairs 32mins later.
Conclusion:Sarah is a fant-ASS-tic £60 well-spent … to be fair, she did prove to be more than just an ASS … and so will remain a
Positive pit-stop for me off the A406 on a weekend, as and when I fancy phatness!
