Name: Sofia
From: Portugal
Age: 19
Agency: OKAYModels (t.me/okaymodelss)
Language: English, Portugese
Face: Cute as hell, better in person
Body: Lithe
Booty: Supple and shapley
BJ: 3/5 (needs more practice, but felt good)
Sex: 4/5 Flexible and submissive
Price: FS 40 min, 1300
WIR: Yes
Many years ago, I was in Southeast Asia, floating next to a bunch of people from my hostel, throwing back beers. One girl, a fair-but-tanned European with Mediterranean features and an absolutely enormous ass floated up to me. We had flirted a bit at the hostel, but I knew she was there—traveling—with her boyfriend. Just her personality, I said to myself. We were on innertubes, and she spun around with her head cast back and giggled. I looked over and one of her tits was out. She was not exactly top heavy, but that exposure, which she was not aware of, and I quietly let her know (after getting a good look) burned itself into my brain. Damn, I wanted to fuck her, but even though we hung out most of the day, she went back to her room with mustachioed dumbfuck. I got plenty of pussy on that trip, so this not a woe-is-me situation. But rather, it’s an overly long preamble to say sometimes my favorite part of this hobby is that you will occasionally run across a girl who bears a passing (or more than passing) resemblance to a girl that got away.
We all have that girl we wanted to score with in high school, or the woman at our office whose ass we glance at as it wiggles past us. And when you find a girl that reminds you of one of them, it gives the punt an extra charge. I even know some guys who (on this forum) try to relate every girl they fuck to a celebrity they have seen. I’ve fucked a lot of girls over the years; but if we’re being honest, not a lot of girls in this profession look like Scalett Johanssen.
So anyway, my nipple-slip slut who slurped on another soldier’s sausage was reborn in Sofia. Years and years have gone by, but somehow I found a 19 year old Portuguese girl who looks quite a bit like my hostel hussy and who was willing, for a few banknotes, to let me alter the course of vaginal history.
Contacted the agent, booking was quick. Went to her hotel in WC, knock knock. She opened the door and was immediately warm and welcoming. She was like a GND…if you lived next to a hot European girl. We chatted a bit and I showered alone. When I came back out, she was naked and waiting. Money changed hands. She offered me a massage and I counter offered the same. I won the contest.
I love massages, but I don’t think that a 19 year old HG is going to give me the best one in 5 minutes, so I’d rather lay them down, get out the baby oil, and explore their bodies with my own massage. I did, she moaned gratefully.
They’re always surprised when I don’t just immediately try to paw them or insert fingers into their ass right away or something. “Oh, an actual massage…not just rubbing my tits…and it’s…good?!”
A bit of that, but I was mindful of the time so I let her kiss me a bit (LFK), then let her wrap her mouth around my cock and go to work. She performed well enough. It was not a symphony of rhythmic mouth-fucking or anything, but she could go deep and she’ll be an expert cock-sucker one day. Sometimes it’s nice just to watch a beautiful woman take you in her mouth.
She put the condom on with her mouth, then rode me for awhile. Missionary after that and her legs could pretzel any way I wanted them to. Then doggy to finish. I wanted to see that shapely ass bounce, and am pleased to report that it did put me over the edge. I was originally planning to fuck her in front of the floor-length mirror there so I could watch her facial expressions more, but the jiggle jiggle beckoned me on.
Clean up, a bit more chat, she’ll be here for another week. Give her a visit.
