Number: 242
Agent: RG
Location: TST
Body: 5/5
Skill: 5/5
Face: 4.5/5
From: Russia, with Kazakh background and asiatic features
Price: 1300 - 45 min FS

I'd seen her (she goes by 242 and another number, don't care) like 6 months ago pop up with a lot of praise and fanfare. She looked very good to me and I decided to check her out. But...she was booked and it was her last day. Such things happen, and I put it out of my mind. But she reappeared after a cock sabbatical and was getting more devotional salivation from some of her fans. I jumped at the chance to meet her, and was glad I did. She has by now no doubt left, as I saw her last week and she only had three days left in our little SAR.

She opened the door in a tight white t-shirt with a tit-slit and a big grin showing off her braces. She welcomed me and had decent enough English for a deeper connection and conversation. I brought her some kimbap (in case she was famished) and hopped in the shower alone. RG had given me the room once I arrived at the hotel, per protocol. I reemerged and she was laying on the bed, luckily not yet undressed. I loved her little outfit. We kissed a bit, and she straddled me, then I asked if she would like a massage. Yes, this seems to be my SOP (when I find a girl whose body is worth exploring and when I think we might have some mutual appreciation.

She didn't have any baby oil—thanks, Diddy!—so I used the hotel body lotion. She stripped and showed me her perfectly shaped ass and lovely little waste. She moaned happily as I pressed the lotion over her, moving firmly into and across her gym-girl bod. She wasn't exactly a hardbody, but definitely takes care of herself. Shoulder-blades, ass, calfs, etc. All making her wetter and wetter. I flipped her over and she joked about giving me a tip. Then, as I massaged her traps she opened her eyes and said "I can tell you are a good guy." I smiled and wondered if it was true, haha.

She wasn't going to stop me, but I wanted enough time to explore her insides too. So I got her up, gave her pat pat a little pat pat, and laid down for my fellatio (a.k.a. the Kazakh kiss). She gave me a long and luxurious BBJ. The braces were not an issue, and she gave me lots of eye contact. She hopped on top and showed me her athleticism. Such a great body, PERFECTLY shaped full B-cups. Flat stomach. Fuck me harder eyes.

We flew through a few more positions and after I released what felt like a few gallons of human essence , we felt into each others arms and chatted away for awhile longer before she scooted off to a shower. I got the feeling that she would've liked me to stay around and chat longer, but I didn't want to impose and didn't want to cross a line of time after which the agent would insist on additional remuneration. So I walked out into the Kowloon air with a smile. We sent a few messages back and forth, talking about books and pets and the next time she's coming (not for awhile). That's too bad. I'll be happy to see her again when the ruble weakens.

P.S. She looks way better in person than in the photoshops, btw. They are her, but modified. I have better ones, but these are the only ones I can share. One thing, though, is a bit of acne. But it's not too much or too distracted. Didn't notice it.