Fee: £150
Duration: 1 Hour
Location: Swansea - Hotel
External Link/Members Only or
External Link/Members OnlyMay I begin by saying that I am aware that both GP and SW have provided us with excellent reviews of their meetings with Foxxx during January. Nonetheless, as I referred to her in a previous review, of a couple of months or so ago, perhaps you would allow me to add a few words concerning my meeting.
Some of you may remember that I described how I met Foxxx for the first time a couple of months ago in my review of Lady Dita. I was impressed with her engaging personality and said that I hoped to see more of her in the future. However, with the winter colds, Christmas, and one thing and another time passed.
I said that had I just been browsing some profile page, frankly I would not have dwelt on hers for more than 2 seconds. Excessive tattoos, facial piercings and enhanced tits are not for me. However there was a documentary on television recently about some guy panning for gold in the mountains of California. This delude sole was washing ton after ton of mud and finding a few flakes of the yellow stuff. You won't find me engaged in such folly, but on the other hand if a nugget landed it my lap by some serendipitous event, I wouldn't throw it away either. And so it was with Foxxx.
I decided to email her with the intention of arranging a date when we were both free. Initial communications were via AW, and Foxxx replied promptly, and arrangements were made to meet in a Swansea hotel. On my way to the venue Foxxx text me to confirm that she had already arrived, and (as I was driving) I phoned back to confirm that I anticipated arriving in 10 -15 minutes time. As I arrived she texted me again with notification of the room number.
On arriving, I parked and breezed through the reception area towards the lifts and so to the room. I knocked on the door, ignoring the chamber maid down the corridor. The door was opened by Foxxx.
She had changed her hair from blonde to vivid pink, and wore a black wrap around top over net self support stocking. I was greeted with a tender kiss, and passed her an envelope containing the necessary. I removed my jacket and hung it in the wardrobe, and turned to Foxxx.
She was sitting on the bed. I sat down beside her and we spoke of our last encounter. She is well spoken, not the accent that you might expect, and she shows (verbally) the signs of being well educated. Our conversational interlude, which included a certain amount of mutual fondling, soon gave way to DFK. I gently pushed her onto back in which position we continued to kiss and grope each other.
After a minute or two I mentioned that I should divest myself of my raiment's before they looked like a crumpled up charity bag. Keen to oblige Foxxx started to untie my tie. Big mistake. It got tighter and tighter My life flashed back before my eyes. I suppose we have all got to cast off this mortal coil one day and I could think of worst places than in a bed, being cradled in Foxxx's bosom. Have you conjectured on your end - the day you will meet your maker? It could be in some care facility. The good news is that there are many times more women in these places than men, which is an encouraging thought. On the downside, I suppose we will have to remove the incontinence pad before we can commence with the main event. Not sure I could perform on the back of that exercise.
I managed to undo Foxxx's attempt at being Britain's last hangman and breathed again. "I'm sorry" she said, " I haven't undone a tie since I was at school" - No kidding Foxxx! - After this narrow escape I myself took charge. As I removed my various bits Foxxx, who was standing by me, took each item and either hung it up or neatly folder it and placed it on the sofa.
I must admit that I have not had valet service before, but it is something I could get used to. It got me thinking. If those P G Woodhouse Jeeves and Wooster yarns had Foxxx as the Jeeves instead of that pompous butler chappie - that would blast them into a different league completely. Trust me. If it were not for O/H, I would pay her a stipend for her domestic services immediately. Laying out my togs, ironing creases in my nether garments, unwrapping the durex. All the normal chores of everyday living. Every gentleman should have one in my opinion.
As we again headed to the bed, I spoke to Foxxx, saying that I had heard that she can be a bit mealy mouthed about what she wants and doesn't want . "I've heard you use such phrases as - Do you think it would be a good idea if we tried this - or - Do you fancy that" . I explained " I do not understand waffle. I am not that sensitive. I do understand, get that cock and shove it right in my cunt"
We resumed with more DFK. I worked my way downwards. Firstly her neck, then her boobs, both of which are pierced with what look like, fairly appropriately, miniature door knockers. A wandered down Foxxx's body is like a tour of the National Gallery, being surrounded by an array of works of art and National treasures. Her skin is uncommonly soft and smooth, despite this she has very firm muscle tone. Eventually I arrived at my destination - the main gallery, where there are two more piercings. I licked and sucked on her clit, and then moved slightly down. She became very wet, with a mixture of cunt juice and saliva. I slipped a finger inside, while still devouring her clit. She moaned deeply, and responded enthusiastically. " If you keep that up", she warned, "I'm going to cum". I did not take that as a stop request, so kept on, and cum she did, violently and with cunt juice flowing copiously. Once she has cum, she is very sensitive, and needed some time to recover.
We lay together, gently fondling when, after a couple of minutes she announced "I want to shove that cock in my mouth" . Not wishing to disappoint a lady I rolled onto my back as she sucked away. I pulled her on top of me so that I could play with those delicate pink lips, and bejeweled clit.
"Do you mind if I tie my hair back?" she asked, "It's going everywhere when I put it in my mouth"
"Of course not"
She goes into the bathroom and returns with her hair tied up, and sits back on the bed.
"You left the bathroom door open" I pointed out.
So up she gets and closes it, looking a bit puzzled at my request.
"I am not worried about the bathroom door in the least". (Not remotely expecting there to be a voyeur concealed behind the U-bend). " I just wanted to see you walk around with nothing on". Actually she was wearing a pair of self support stockings but I was not that bothered. She has got a great body. Firm and nicely rounded, with a great arse.
She laughed at my self confessed ridiculousness, and climbed back onto the bed where we continued with more oral and fondling of each other.
Having remembered my initial words of warning and having observed that by now my cock had developed a life of its own , she sat up and proclaimed "I want you to shove that cock in my cunt" - she is really funny and witty.
I lay on my back and let her apply the mac. As soon as this was done she straddled me and slid me inside herself. She gyrated her hips slowly and sensuously, while I ran my fingers down her spine
.
I fondled and sucked on her boobs. They are enhanced, but feel very natural, and given that she is firm and well toned all over, they do not feel un-natural in the least. I complimented her on these mammaries, and she explained how the procedure had been undertaken. I am not in the least interested in becoming a plastic surgeon, however, for a detailed tour of Foxxx's chest is well worth listening to the medical details.
Eventually I slid my right arm around her waist and pivoting on my left arm swung her into a missionary position .
By now we had reached the point of no return. I was pumping 10 to the dozen, with balls bouncing off her buttocks, and my shaft on the long strokes.
"My God!" she exclaimed, "You're like an animal". Well I assumed someone with a name like Foxxx would know about these things.
"An absolute bear" she added. I'm no David Attenborough, but I am fairly certain that a bear if a big fat, hairy thing, with bad breath, not noted for its sexual prowess. Still, I suppose somewhere in her dodgy metaphor, a complement was intended .
Afterwards, we lay there chatting. She told me about her hobbies and this and that. she went over her body talking about her collecting of tattoos. I realized that it was about time for me to take my leave.
"Would you like to use the shower ? " she offered.
"Will you wash my back?"
"Sure, I'll join you."
And so we spent a further 10 minutes washing one another down, using extreme amounts of the hotel's complimentary shower gel, and paying particular attention to those parts that demanded it. We towelled each other dry.
Foxxx was a most attentive and courteous hostess. Nothing was too much trouble and I certainly enjoyed my encounter with her. Despite her profile not being one which would attract me on an initial and superficial basis, she is charming and made me feel extremely welcome. She is certainly no clock watcher, and I was certainly there for way over the hour - but there was no attempt to kick me out. She has a remarkable body, and certainly knows where to shove that cock.
I dropped her a quick text of thanks as I left the car park and I received one from her thanking me for seeing her. That impressed me - Manners cost nothing.
I hope to see her again and would highly recommend her to you.
OM
Topic: Welsh Foxxx - Swansea (Read 1813 times)
