Date & Time of Session:  August 18
Location:  Sydney CBd
Name:  Hana Keiko
Link: https://scarletblue.com.au/escort/hana-keiko
Nationality & Language: Japanese, so she said. Plausible enough!
Age: 20s
Face:  4/5
Body:  4/5
Skill: 4/5
Service: 5/5
GFE: 6/5
PSE: 3/5 not what I was after
Price & Session Length:  1 hour 500 AUD
Repeat: until it falls off or I run out of money

I was let down by my regular civvie encounter, so decided I could either go trawling the local bars looking for a lonely office girl on a Thursday night, or call the professionals. I fired off an email through the website to an S&M specialist and Hana, and since Hana was the only one of the two who could make it, the choice was made.

I met her in the lobby, where she was on the receiving end of some admiring glances, so I knew I was in for a good time when her face lit up as she saw me and gave me a lovely kiss hello. Ego suitably boosted, we took the lift up alone and I resisted the temptation to remove all her clothes until we reached the room. Once there, she instantly became my subservient girlfriend, standing with her back to me as she slid her skirt down to her ankles without a hint of a bended knee - such flexibility - affording me a spectacular view of what I was about to receive, and for that I was truly grateful.

Hana removed her bra and reversed teasingly onto my hardening cock as it attempted to break free from its denim confines. I reached around to grasp her ample breast (small scar suggested enhanced, but if I hadn’t spotted it I would have said they were all her own work) and was greeted by a magnificent set of nipples, standing around an inch and a half proud.

She played the girlfriend role exquisitely (which is to say, better than any actual girlfriend) and enjoyed everything I wanted to do. LFK, DFK, DATY, BBBJ, 69 ... everything I could think of with such an innocent girl. She directed my tongue towards her sparkling asshole and squealed in delight as I teased it with my tongue and then finger. She claimed to come 3 times. I’m not one to disbelieve her but for verification I would check with the guest in 1704 who thumped on the wall, seemingly with delight, as she announced the peak of pleasure.

Finally I caved in to pressure; the condom expertly applied and I was treated to a finish in reverse cow girl on account of the lack of protective eyewear making any face to face encounters too much of a danger to my eyesight. We collapsed and lay there chatting until it was time to go. Promises of repeat encounters were made, leaving me with a conundrum to face next week: do I seek atonement with Ms Civvie, the talented amateur, or engage the services of a captivating professional.

Who am I kidding? I’m going to try to introduce them to each other.!

[ Last edited by  AussieMossie at 26-8-2018 16:57 ]