Delicious Jessica of Leicester
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External Link/Members OnlyI woke up a few weeks ago feeling quite autumnal. Was it the early morning chill in the air? Old Johnny Keats came to mind; I can do without the mists but I like a bit of ‘mellow fruitfulness’ when I can get it. So methought I’m off to a bawdy house to find ‘a close bosom-friend’. Having read a favourable report on yon foreign lass I booked to go.
Granted that the Saffron Lane Leicester is far removed from the dimly lit rooms off the narrow alley ways near Rome’s sunsplashed Spanish Steps where Johnny Keats hunted his whores - ‘You can fuck me and come on my breasts Johnny if you leave me a poem’ (translated from the original Italian by Romantic Scholar). But what’s a far away prosaic busy suburban road matter when you are dying for cunt.
Old Johhny was good with words, especially when bedding nightly his Fanny Brawne. I would love a muse I would.
Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever—or else swoon to death.
Jessica is very pretty and I was dazzled. She insisted we started with a back massage and that’s how we started. Her ripening breasts’ are ‘soft’ and do ‘swell’ because they are enhanced (they are of the hard round kind which I do not find erotic). But once she lay down by my side and she smiled and she kissed me with those lovely soft lips it was me that was in ‘a sweet unrest’ And when she began to gently stroke my cock I could feel not the colder mists of Autumn but the warm thick sap of spring rising rapidly. Cue for an ode.
She leaned over and took the length of my hard cock down into her throat, swallowing it all and then pulling back out and then down again and up again, licking and sucking, sucking and licking and when she began to gently caress my balls it was nearly all over. She kept giving me a minx like, teasing stare - which said, ‘I know I am good at this and I know I am giving you great pleasure’. And she was. She was. (The very best blowjob since my last very best blowjob.)
She was on top of me and allowed deep penetration and while she rode me slowly with great skill, I was able to slip almost out of her before pushing up again, listening to ‘her tender-taken breath’ and moaning somewhat myself. I put my arms around her and sucked on her nipples and really it does not get better, particularly as she is so attractive. And knows it. It was that feeling of your whole body being gradually suffused with pleasure.
After a while I rolled her over, ready to go, spread her legs and claiming her slender body drove inside and fucked her and fucked her and fucked her, right up into her all the time. Inside and up, cradling her head and blonde hair, feeling I was dominating her, ravishing her, asking her to kiss me and kiss me Jennifer and kissing deeply with tangled tongues. Until on a flood tide I ejaculated forcefully in her receptive cunt. A ‘swoon to death’ ’ it was.
Well, coming down to earth I paid 50 pounds including oral with and 10 pounds for very good kissing. I had a wash in her en suite before I left. Jennifer is a Romanian. She is welcoming and professional and focuses entirely on the job literally in hand.
Will I go back? I am put off by the fake breasts if I am honest but not during the sex. Perhaps you have to settle for the fact that you can’t have everything and at that price……!
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