ukoyrnez
20-01-2013, 12:58 PM
I have written a brief feedback on Iva in another thread started by freelancer, but I might as well write a fuller one for completeness.
Curious about the quality of branded girls at MOC, and with the absence of J and Arkiss whom I've been keen to try, I settled for Iva. I picked up the phone and sent a query to MOC in the morning. The response arrived about noon, followed by some to-ing and fro-ing before we completed our arrangement. Two hours, we agreed on.
Killing some time at work, I eventually made my way to the apartment in Haymarket. There was a slight delay, and I was provided with instructions to buzz myself in. Thank goodness, I thought the girl was going to pick me up from the streets filled with the lingering eyes of restaurant patrons. But this is the standard procedure for incall facilitators, from what I've seen.
I find myself in front of the apartment door. As I knock, someone opens the door slightly and peeks through the small gap. "Who is it?" I can't answer that question, I thought. I realised I didn't provide a booking name. So the response was simply, "hi".
After a pause, the door opens. Before me stood a girl who was slightly shorter than me, gazing at me. I thought "170cm sounds about right". At this point I also thought to myself, as I continued observing her, if she was indeed Iva.
Perhaps my expectations were too high. I was a little disappointed. I was expecting something akin to flawlessness. Something like a celebrity idol. I rationalised that other incalls with similar price ranges I have patronised had girls of similar attributes. I thought of Pamela from another outcall agency whose name escaped me.
Fair enough, I thought. Iva is in a similar league.
The apartment had two levels but we were designated the one downstairs. Fairly spacious, enough room for a queen sized bed and there was a balcony with shutters. There's not much of a view but that's not what we were there for.
"Would you like some water?" Iva asked. "Sure". She wanders off and reappears with two paper cups of water. As she hands me a cup, she sits on the bed beside me.
Iva's face was a little rounded but well contoured. A bit of double chin, due to the shape of her face. She had big eyes, with bigger pupils due to her contact lenses. Her almond-coloured hair, long and straight, rested below her chest. Her teeth were akin to a rabbit's, as the first two tooths stuck out slightly. Her chin stuck out a little, almost to the same protrusion of her lips. This proved amusing later when I tried to kiss her lips but ended up kissing her chin.
Not bad, I thought to myself.
She wore a pink lacy top, with short shorts that the top covered entirely.
We chatted. For quite a while. Before I realised, it was half an hour gone. Sensing this, Iva quieted down, then inched herself closer. Slowly. Cautiously. Like a kitten.
"What are you smiling at?" she asks, as she stares into my eyes. I said nothing. She edges in closer and leans on my shoulder. Her eyes wander, and lock on mine again.
She tilts her head up and pecks me on the lips. She stares into my eyes for a moment before leaning in for a kiss. It escalates quickly into a full blown DFK. I fumbled around, caressing her.
She stops, edges up the bed from the corner where we were and I follow suit. We continue kissing, and I reach below, touching her thighs, moving to her crotch from outside her shorts.
She moans loudly. I slide my hands into the shorts and touch her on top of her panties. Her moans get louder. Her panties get wetter.
Moving below, I give her pussy a kiss, then went down on her. Sticking a finger in, she doesn't stop me but requests that I go softer. I oblige.
I look up the clock and realise we have about 45 minutes left. Better hit the shower.
She joins me inside and we continue our tryst as she presses against me and we engage in DFK. She licks my chest and makes her way back up to my lips.
We finish up and she says to me "we didn't really need to shower." Gee I must've killed the rhythm lol.
We soldier on in bed. She engages in some more DFK and goes down on me. BBBJ was quite good as she gives eye contact. On with the dom as she requests I start on the top. As I penetrate her, she moans out loud. Her pussy was drenched as juices leaked out, dripping down her crotch.
We switch to doggy and here she goes really loud. "It's so big!" I don't know if I am, but she clutched one of my hands tightly.
And time runs out, as I point it out. "Do you want to extend?" I hesitate.She looks disappointed that I'm about to leave. She pecks me on the lips. Then she suddenly grabs hold of me and shoves her tongue down my throat, all the while pulling me tighter. She slowly stops and leans on me, asking me again.
"Ok, what the heck". She requests 250 and lets admin know. "Hmm, they say to extend is 350, if you booked 3 hours then it would've been 800 all up". Wow. I only had another 50 left. She checks back again and the directive was "ok, 300 for 45 minutes".
And that is how you get milked. Lol.
We continue on, this time with her riding. And she rides like a cowgirl grinding atop a horse. She didn't really go up and down my cock, so eventually the grinding got a bit much. But it looked like she was getting off from it quite a lot so I let her do her thing and enjoy herself.
It's sad to say, but despite the three hours I couldn't finish up. Again, she looked disappointed that I was about to leave. In the shower she kissed me again. As I head down the corridor, she hugs me and draws me in for more DFK, just as we hear footsteps coming down from upstairs. I didn't see the other girl as I opened the door and left.
So that costed $900 for 2 hours 45 minutes. Wow. It was worth it for the GFE. Less so for the sex, if you're more into more intense action.
Curious about the quality of branded girls at MOC, and with the absence of J and Arkiss whom I've been keen to try, I settled for Iva. I picked up the phone and sent a query to MOC in the morning. The response arrived about noon, followed by some to-ing and fro-ing before we completed our arrangement. Two hours, we agreed on.
Killing some time at work, I eventually made my way to the apartment in Haymarket. There was a slight delay, and I was provided with instructions to buzz myself in. Thank goodness, I thought the girl was going to pick me up from the streets filled with the lingering eyes of restaurant patrons. But this is the standard procedure for incall facilitators, from what I've seen.
I find myself in front of the apartment door. As I knock, someone opens the door slightly and peeks through the small gap. "Who is it?" I can't answer that question, I thought. I realised I didn't provide a booking name. So the response was simply, "hi".
After a pause, the door opens. Before me stood a girl who was slightly shorter than me, gazing at me. I thought "170cm sounds about right". At this point I also thought to myself, as I continued observing her, if she was indeed Iva.
Perhaps my expectations were too high. I was a little disappointed. I was expecting something akin to flawlessness. Something like a celebrity idol. I rationalised that other incalls with similar price ranges I have patronised had girls of similar attributes. I thought of Pamela from another outcall agency whose name escaped me.
Fair enough, I thought. Iva is in a similar league.
The apartment had two levels but we were designated the one downstairs. Fairly spacious, enough room for a queen sized bed and there was a balcony with shutters. There's not much of a view but that's not what we were there for.
"Would you like some water?" Iva asked. "Sure". She wanders off and reappears with two paper cups of water. As she hands me a cup, she sits on the bed beside me.
Iva's face was a little rounded but well contoured. A bit of double chin, due to the shape of her face. She had big eyes, with bigger pupils due to her contact lenses. Her almond-coloured hair, long and straight, rested below her chest. Her teeth were akin to a rabbit's, as the first two tooths stuck out slightly. Her chin stuck out a little, almost to the same protrusion of her lips. This proved amusing later when I tried to kiss her lips but ended up kissing her chin.
Not bad, I thought to myself.
She wore a pink lacy top, with short shorts that the top covered entirely.
We chatted. For quite a while. Before I realised, it was half an hour gone. Sensing this, Iva quieted down, then inched herself closer. Slowly. Cautiously. Like a kitten.
"What are you smiling at?" she asks, as she stares into my eyes. I said nothing. She edges in closer and leans on my shoulder. Her eyes wander, and lock on mine again.
She tilts her head up and pecks me on the lips. She stares into my eyes for a moment before leaning in for a kiss. It escalates quickly into a full blown DFK. I fumbled around, caressing her.
She stops, edges up the bed from the corner where we were and I follow suit. We continue kissing, and I reach below, touching her thighs, moving to her crotch from outside her shorts.
She moans loudly. I slide my hands into the shorts and touch her on top of her panties. Her moans get louder. Her panties get wetter.
Moving below, I give her pussy a kiss, then went down on her. Sticking a finger in, she doesn't stop me but requests that I go softer. I oblige.
I look up the clock and realise we have about 45 minutes left. Better hit the shower.
She joins me inside and we continue our tryst as she presses against me and we engage in DFK. She licks my chest and makes her way back up to my lips.
We finish up and she says to me "we didn't really need to shower." Gee I must've killed the rhythm lol.
We soldier on in bed. She engages in some more DFK and goes down on me. BBBJ was quite good as she gives eye contact. On with the dom as she requests I start on the top. As I penetrate her, she moans out loud. Her pussy was drenched as juices leaked out, dripping down her crotch.
We switch to doggy and here she goes really loud. "It's so big!" I don't know if I am, but she clutched one of my hands tightly.
And time runs out, as I point it out. "Do you want to extend?" I hesitate.She looks disappointed that I'm about to leave. She pecks me on the lips. Then she suddenly grabs hold of me and shoves her tongue down my throat, all the while pulling me tighter. She slowly stops and leans on me, asking me again.
"Ok, what the heck". She requests 250 and lets admin know. "Hmm, they say to extend is 350, if you booked 3 hours then it would've been 800 all up". Wow. I only had another 50 left. She checks back again and the directive was "ok, 300 for 45 minutes".
And that is how you get milked. Lol.
We continue on, this time with her riding. And she rides like a cowgirl grinding atop a horse. She didn't really go up and down my cock, so eventually the grinding got a bit much. But it looked like she was getting off from it quite a lot so I let her do her thing and enjoy herself.
It's sad to say, but despite the three hours I couldn't finish up. Again, she looked disappointed that I was about to leave. In the shower she kissed me again. As I head down the corridor, she hugs me and draws me in for more DFK, just as we hear footsteps coming down from upstairs. I didn't see the other girl as I opened the door and left.
So that costed $900 for 2 hours 45 minutes. Wow. It was worth it for the GFE. Less so for the sex, if you're more into more intense action.