This review is written in retrospect.
I saw her in January. The interesting aspect for ,me is that the WG just disappeared from the web after my punt. She has just gone...whoof! Kapish...gone.
I had spotted her on Liverpool search. I liked her for her geeky, professional secretary look. There was a element of some sophistication about her( for what I can afford in my budget ) and I liked the fact that she has some boundaries.
Her apartment in Liverpool was not an easy one to find because of Tom Tom .Anyhow, once I found it she messaged me and then I made to her apartment after paying for my car parking nearby.
She was bit different than what I had seen her online. She has curled her hair and despite my request she was attired in slutty clothes instead of secretarial dress that I wanted. She looked like somebody in her late twenties. She had a peachy complexion. Small , real bosum. She looked very clean and a bit classy...not that I have shagged very many classy birds.
She took me to her room, instructing me to place my shoes in a certain way in a certain area. Her washroom was immaculate and tasteful.
She then entered the room, slow dancing ....and asked me what I wanted. I wanted small chit chat and silly talk but she meant business. I had driven nearly 45 miles to visit her so I could have stayed with her longer ...but wanted to start with just a half hour long session in case it was a wasted punt.
She looked surprised when I paid for half hour. She offered a two girl duo which I didn't refuse but left open ended. So far I had refused to be under her control and off course she had never been under my pressure.
So we laid bare after the money exchanged hands. And she gave me a small dance...which I found rather un-needed. Then she drops the bomb, 'You can't touch the boobies' because I have just had a procedure'..........................how FUCKING convenient. You left that till the end, didn't you. Even if she really had a real hospital biopsy, i found the timing very suspicious.
Now after caressing and she went for BJ...that was nice . Not that I am very demanding and by now I was like a teenager who was glad with whatever the kind girl friend was going to offer . The transaction had become one sided.
After a while of hastily conducted BJ , I had to ask her to slow down...and then I want for doggy position. That was the best part of my day and something that I had fancied about her. The view, her ass, her movements, her jiggles, her colour, texture was very tasty if not unforgettable. She had to visit the loo because 'I have pressed the bladder' Soon after I moved to a missionary position and feeling pressure that time would be up, I popped in miss. position. Her neck was quite tasty and I still enjoyed despite the lack of reciprocity. In hindsight sex was very much like with my beautiful spouse.
There were still few minutes remaining surprisingly and I wanted to caress her legs and ass ..she let me do but soon asked me to either book for an hour or not do it because" you are an ass man and if you rub, you will get a hard on' .....how fucking romantic.
Soon the time was up, there was lot of passive anger on both sides in the room. I asked her if I could see the other girl and she refused that.
Silently I moved out of the flat.
Surprisingly that was the last I saw her in real and online. Her profile vanished and she is no where to be found. The apartment didn't look at all like something that was going to be vacated next day. She had been living there for some time. Few other punters had seen her in that flat years ago.
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