Steven Seagal
15-11-2015, 05:44 PM
Person's Name : Paula
Establishment : 104 Roseville.
Date of Visit : October, 2015
Contact Details/Address/Weblink : 94167291
Hours of Business : 10am till late
Rates : $$150
Age : Mid to late 30’s
Size/shape : size 6- 8.
Nationality or Ethnicity : PRC
Services Provided : Daty, bbj with cim, dkf, rimming, anal.
Howdy Folks,
This is a review of Paula.
I don’t know, I always seem to be caught up in extremes. I think it’s called experiencing polarisation. Unlike the Taoists, I never seem to find the middle ground and the extremes scare me.
Take for example two ladies I went out with.
The first was Valentina Pathos. Valentina had it all. She had beautiful blue eyes, beautiful, flawless, porcelain skis, luscious lips and two DD breasts that begged to be sucked. Add to this the fact that she had a sultry voice and childbearing hips and she was the total package.
But was she?
To say she was as cold as a mackerel would do disservice to a mackerel. When I aksed he out on a date I had fantasies of fornicating with her like two Capuchin monkeys in heat, but it was not to be.
Take the following example of our interaction:
Valentina: What are you doing Jack?
Kerouac: I am holding your hand.
Valentina: It can hold itself, thank you very much.
Kerouac: I am just trying to be romantic.
Valentina. You call that romantic?
Kerouac: Yeah. What do you call it?
Valentina: I call it you being a right royal fuck-head.
Needless to say, I got nowhere fast with Valentina.
Then there was Jenny-Jo Meeker. Jenny-Jo was as ugly as a Capuchin monkey’s backside and about as intelligent. I remember the following exchange on our date:
Kerouac: I’ll play some Borodin on the hi-fi.
Jenny-Jo: (Listening) That’s classical music isn’t it?
Kerouac: Yes.
Jenny-Jo: I could tell. There’s no vocal.
BUT
There was an upside with Jenny-Jo that wasn’t there with Valentina. The following exchange illustrates this:
Jenny-Jo: Jack, what are you doing?
Kerouac: Holding your hand.
Jenny-Jo: Don’t you want to fornicate like two Capuchin monkeys in heat?
Kerouac: I sure do!
Well folks, the rest, as they say was history. We gave new meaning to the terms, ‘mutual rimming’, ‘toe-sucking’ and fucking in positions that the writers of The Joy of Sex never dreamed of. We engaged in sexual practices that would make Caligula look like a monk.
But, as I lay there with her post-coital wise, I looked at her face and thought “She does look like a Capuchin monkey’s backside.
I’ve had similar adventures in my punting. Take Brooke that used to work at Gold Apple at the Cross. They used ot advertise with her face in the Daily Telegraph and Kerouac got it into his mind he had to have her. Brooke was about 25, blond hair, beautiful face, blue eyes, shaved pussy and thick, wonderful lips.
BUT
Once we got into the room the following exchange took place:
Brooke: No kissing!
Kerouac: Ok.
Brooke: No sucking nipples, only kiss with lips.
Kerouac: Ok.
Brooke; No daty.
Kerouac: Ok.
Brooke: Only mish. No doggie. No cowgirl.
Kerouac: Ok.
Brooke: One more thing.
Kerouac: What?
Brooke: Your time is up!
Kerouac: Ok.
Then there is Monica at Jenny’s at 269 Canterbury Rd. She is B cu, face that is pushing toward 50 years like there is no tomorrow. She had a trimmed pussy and a ‘had a bub’ belly. He pussy looked like it was due for her 50,000 fuck lube job.
When I first saw her the first time the following exchange took place:
Monica; What would you like to do first?
Kerouac: What do you mean?
Monica: How about you stick that cock of yours as far up m arse as you can.
Kerouac: Where are the condoms?
Monica; What’s a condom?
She was the Jenny-Jo version of a WL.
This brings us to Paula.
She has been reviewed on this site and others.
Let me just say that in looks she is half-way between Valentina/Brooke and Jenny-Jo/Monica.
As soon as we got into the room she pressed her lips against mine, inserted her tongue into my gob and swirled her tongue around mine!
After that we fornicate like a whole pack of Capuchin moneys and Paula threw everything, including the kitchen sink, into the event.
All the alphabetical stuff was there including dfk, daty, bbj with cim and her doing a good rimming.
This girl is NOT mechanical and if she does not enjoy her work, you will never know. She has a real energetic style to her and there was no time wasting but all business on her part. She was more toward the middle than the others and suited me fine.
Will I return to her? Yes. And Brooke and Valentina can go a fuck each other for all I care.
I have another review to make and will be back in a few moments.
See you again very soon gang.
Until that time friends . . .until that time.
Jack.
Establishment : 104 Roseville.
Date of Visit : October, 2015
Contact Details/Address/Weblink : 94167291
Hours of Business : 10am till late
Rates : $$150
Age : Mid to late 30’s
Size/shape : size 6- 8.
Nationality or Ethnicity : PRC
Services Provided : Daty, bbj with cim, dkf, rimming, anal.
Howdy Folks,
This is a review of Paula.
I don’t know, I always seem to be caught up in extremes. I think it’s called experiencing polarisation. Unlike the Taoists, I never seem to find the middle ground and the extremes scare me.
Take for example two ladies I went out with.
The first was Valentina Pathos. Valentina had it all. She had beautiful blue eyes, beautiful, flawless, porcelain skis, luscious lips and two DD breasts that begged to be sucked. Add to this the fact that she had a sultry voice and childbearing hips and she was the total package.
But was she?
To say she was as cold as a mackerel would do disservice to a mackerel. When I aksed he out on a date I had fantasies of fornicating with her like two Capuchin monkeys in heat, but it was not to be.
Take the following example of our interaction:
Valentina: What are you doing Jack?
Kerouac: I am holding your hand.
Valentina: It can hold itself, thank you very much.
Kerouac: I am just trying to be romantic.
Valentina. You call that romantic?
Kerouac: Yeah. What do you call it?
Valentina: I call it you being a right royal fuck-head.
Needless to say, I got nowhere fast with Valentina.
Then there was Jenny-Jo Meeker. Jenny-Jo was as ugly as a Capuchin monkey’s backside and about as intelligent. I remember the following exchange on our date:
Kerouac: I’ll play some Borodin on the hi-fi.
Jenny-Jo: (Listening) That’s classical music isn’t it?
Kerouac: Yes.
Jenny-Jo: I could tell. There’s no vocal.
BUT
There was an upside with Jenny-Jo that wasn’t there with Valentina. The following exchange illustrates this:
Jenny-Jo: Jack, what are you doing?
Kerouac: Holding your hand.
Jenny-Jo: Don’t you want to fornicate like two Capuchin monkeys in heat?
Kerouac: I sure do!
Well folks, the rest, as they say was history. We gave new meaning to the terms, ‘mutual rimming’, ‘toe-sucking’ and fucking in positions that the writers of The Joy of Sex never dreamed of. We engaged in sexual practices that would make Caligula look like a monk.
But, as I lay there with her post-coital wise, I looked at her face and thought “She does look like a Capuchin monkey’s backside.
I’ve had similar adventures in my punting. Take Brooke that used to work at Gold Apple at the Cross. They used ot advertise with her face in the Daily Telegraph and Kerouac got it into his mind he had to have her. Brooke was about 25, blond hair, beautiful face, blue eyes, shaved pussy and thick, wonderful lips.
BUT
Once we got into the room the following exchange took place:
Brooke: No kissing!
Kerouac: Ok.
Brooke: No sucking nipples, only kiss with lips.
Kerouac: Ok.
Brooke; No daty.
Kerouac: Ok.
Brooke: Only mish. No doggie. No cowgirl.
Kerouac: Ok.
Brooke: One more thing.
Kerouac: What?
Brooke: Your time is up!
Kerouac: Ok.
Then there is Monica at Jenny’s at 269 Canterbury Rd. She is B cu, face that is pushing toward 50 years like there is no tomorrow. She had a trimmed pussy and a ‘had a bub’ belly. He pussy looked like it was due for her 50,000 fuck lube job.
When I first saw her the first time the following exchange took place:
Monica; What would you like to do first?
Kerouac: What do you mean?
Monica: How about you stick that cock of yours as far up m arse as you can.
Kerouac: Where are the condoms?
Monica; What’s a condom?
She was the Jenny-Jo version of a WL.
This brings us to Paula.
She has been reviewed on this site and others.
Let me just say that in looks she is half-way between Valentina/Brooke and Jenny-Jo/Monica.
As soon as we got into the room she pressed her lips against mine, inserted her tongue into my gob and swirled her tongue around mine!
After that we fornicate like a whole pack of Capuchin moneys and Paula threw everything, including the kitchen sink, into the event.
All the alphabetical stuff was there including dfk, daty, bbj with cim and her doing a good rimming.
This girl is NOT mechanical and if she does not enjoy her work, you will never know. She has a real energetic style to her and there was no time wasting but all business on her part. She was more toward the middle than the others and suited me fine.
Will I return to her? Yes. And Brooke and Valentina can go a fuck each other for all I care.
I have another review to make and will be back in a few moments.
See you again very soon gang.
Until that time friends . . .until that time.
Jack.