Fire - Diva - Bond StreetRelaxed early evening fuck with a beautiful red-headed sweetheart.
External Link/Members OnlyCost£400 for 1 hour incall + £50 OWO
ServicesGFE, DFK, OWO, RO, rimming her, protected sex
CommsPre-booked a few days in advance. Details confirmed on the day. Easy and responsive via Telegram.
LocationGated mews development near Wigmore Street. Shared flat with another girl, but felt perfectly private. Cosy bedroom, small mirror. Clean bathroom off the hallway with all the necessary toiletries and fresh soft towel.
LadyFuck me, very cool and cute un-Brazilian Brazilian. Early twenties, petite and natural, small handfuls of silky tits, pert behind. Her hair a fair bit shorter and darker than in the profile shots, complementing her deep brown eyes, the shade of her full lips and dark fingernails perfectly. A few light freckles. The indie girl of your wet teenage dreams whom your mother so despised. Insane blend of innocence and lust for life. But also candid and generous with her time, sharing smiles, laughter, thoughts and anecdotes. Sharp mind, excellent English.
Meeting Long day at work. Darting up the stairs thinking that I would be quite happy to wind down with an episode of David Attenborough and a scotch. Welcomed behind the door, a smile and a hi, she casually barefoot in dungarees and a wide jumper. Oh youth. Strong fuck buddy vibes. I’m already melting. Gift exchange without fuss, shower, anticipation.
First bout of kissing and caressing on the bed, good flicking and circling of the tounge, tastes lovely, fresh desire. How can dark eyes sparkle like this? She sheds her civvies. Exquisite black lingerie. Matching lacy neck collar with a leash-like suggestive strap. Straddles across my lap, tempting first impressions of her breasts. Flat belly. Sporty thighs. Hands clutching my shoulders and hair brushing my chest, the kissing intensifies. Slow build up. No need for words.
I flip her over on her back. The bra off, lovely pale, soft skinned chest, perky nipples offering to be licked and caressed. Textbook tits for the small size connoisseur. Her eyes closed, she whimpers, bites her lip, mutual enjoyment. Legs open, the delicate panties promising heavenly pleasure as my hands slip inside to test the temperature. Moving to an extended oral feast, fresh, succulent, cute lips protruding ever so slightly. Her legs move around my head, giving access from different angles. She clings to the headboard, panting. Beautiful sight to behold. Hours pass.
She grabs my cock, pulsating. My turn to lay back. Soft suction, drooling, deep slow moves all the way down. These lips, these eyes, I am a such a lucky bastard. She moves down the bed, quietly enjoying my balls like a child its first ever ripe figs. My loins are soaked in spit and sweat. Days pass.
Some noises from her flatmate across the hall. The thought of fucking with her present next door excites. Condom strapped on, the tiniest drop of lube. She kneels on all fours, back arching, her hands spreading her round cheeks apart. Her petite body and my large frame surprisingly compatible. Enter slowly, her pussy tight, quickly find a good rhythm to lose myself in. Her head buried in her pillow. Sweet sounds. Months pass.
Over to missionary, her legs spread wide as if an invitation was still necessary. She produces a lipstick sized vibrator from the bedside table. Strumming her clit, while I slam her more vigorously in concert, sensing the approach to climax. She smiles. My soul departs. More kissing, complex multiple movements, not fumbling for once, holding on for longer. Years pass. Spasms as I explode inside in waves, her following almost instantly. I collapse, she clutches my lower back. Roll over, mustn’t crush this delicate wonder.
I realise all the bits of clothing strewn around us on the bed. Sounds from the kitchen. Scrambling for words. She worked in coding in Brazil. Or hacking. Streetwise, funny. Should I change my passwords? Hugging, smiles, kisses. Strokes my cock, turns to the side. Presenting her bum again. Second round, tall man? I want to bite but I’m spent.
It’s past the hour, she offers another shower. Together? She punches my chest, laughing. A last kiss by the door, shame I didn’t figure out who her flatmate was. Next time.
SummaryPositive: Disarmingly lovely girl. Natural, uninhibited, easy-flowing sex. Really felt like a shared endeavour, enhanced by a toy cameo. And these lips can kiss. And do unspeakable things to your balls. Bliss.
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Recommend Take your other half to Selfridges, hand her your credit card and excuse yourself to run some quick errands nearby.
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