A Ripper Night with Mahiru

Feeling randy as hell, I was scrolling through some escort reviews online and stumbled across Mahiru—bloody hell, she was right up my alley. Booked her faster than you can say "cold VB," and off I went, weaving through Brisbane's hectic streets. Snagged a park after circling like a bloody vulture and hoofed it up to her apartment, heart racing like I’d just run a sprint.

Then, bang, a knock at the door and in struts Mahiru, this Japanese stunner with a cheeky grin that’d make ya weak at the knees. Mate, her F-cup knockers were fuckin’ unreal—none of that photoshopped crap, just proper curves that’d stop traffic. She’s got this flirty, take-no-shit vibe, crackin’ jokes and makin’ me feel like we’re old mates, not some awkward first-time deal. The room’s buzzin’ with her energy, and I’m already half-cocked.

We kick off with this hot stone massage, and fuck me, Mahiru’s hands are a bloody miracle. She’s kneadin’ out all the stress from my shit week, her touch firm but soft as, like she’s readin’ my body. She’s leanin’ in close, whisperin’ to check I’m sweet, and it’s got me feelin’ like a king in a porno. The whole thing’s so damn relaxin’ I nearly forget what I’m here for.

When we get to the main event, Mahiru dials up the heat. It’s like she’s runnin’ the show but keepin’ it loose, all playful and shit. Her profile banged on about bein’ “up for a bit of fun,” and while I’m a pretty vanilla bloke, she made it a ripper time. There was a sec where we didn’t quite gel—dunno, maybe I was overthinkin’ it—but she powered through with that sexy grin, and I was back in the game.

All up, Mahiru was a bloody good time—curves for days and a vibe that’d get any bloke goin’. If she’s your type, she’s a deadset winner. Didn’t have that extra spark for me, but fuck, the service was top-notch, and I left with a grin wider than the Yarra.


Name: Mahiru
Age: 19
Apperance: 8/10
Body:10/10
Attitude:8/10
GFE: 7/10
Sex: 8/10
Blowjob: 7/10
Overall: 8/10
Website: https://japantsukimiya.com/

Never heard of this agent and also a little skeptical given OP only has 1 post.

Might be keen to have a crack if the girls do indeed match their photos

This review is consistent with other such reviews from this agency / pimp. They've learnt now and no longer use the same handle - they create a new handle and submit reviews.

Whether one can trust such reviews is another question. So anyone who agrees with this review, especially in an OTT way, check their post history. They've got a few handles now so can spam reviews in a positive way.

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Originally Posted by Wakeen12

Feeling randy as hell, I was scrolling through some escort reviews online and stumbled across Mahiru—bloody hell, she was right up my alley. Booked her faster than you can say "cold VB," and off I went, weaving through Brisbane's hectic streets. Snagged a park after circling like a bloody vulture and hoofed it up to her apartment, heart racing like I’d just run a sprint.

Then, bang, a knock at the door and in struts Mahiru, this Japanese stunner with a cheeky grin that’d make ya weak at the knees. Mate, her F-cup knockers were fuckin’ unreal—none of that photoshopped crap, just proper curves that’d stop traffic. She’s got this flirty, take-no-shit vibe, crackin’ jokes and makin’ me feel like we’re old mates, not some awkward first-time deal. The room’s buzzin’ with her energy, and I’m already half-cocked.

We kick off with this hot stone massage, and fuck me, Mahiru’s hands are a bloody miracle. She’s kneadin’ out all the stress from my shit week, her touch firm but soft as, like she’s readin’ my body. She’s leanin’ in close, whisperin’ to check I’m sweet, and it’s got me feelin’ like a king in a porno. The whole thing’s so damn relaxin’ I nearly forget what I’m here for.

When we get to the main event, Mahiru dials up the heat. It’s like she’s runnin’ the show but keepin’ it loose, all playful and shit. Her profile banged on about bein’ “up for a bit of fun,” and while I’m a pretty vanilla bloke, she made it a ripper time. There was a sec where we didn’t quite gel—dunno, maybe I was overthinkin’ it—but she powered through with that sexy grin, and I was back in the game.

All up, Mahiru was a bloody good time—curves for days and a vibe that’d get any bloke goin’. If she’s your type, she’s a deadset winner. Didn’t have that extra spark for me, but fuck, the service was top-notch, and I left with a grin wider than the Yarra.


Name: Mahiru
Age: 19
Apperance: 8/10
Body:10/10
Attitude:8/10
GFE: 7/10
Sex: 8/10
Blowjob: 7/10
Overall: 8/10
Website: https://japantsukimiya.com/

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This review is consistent with other such reviews from this agency / pimp. They've learnt now and no longer use the same handle - they create a new handle and submit reviews.

Whether one can trust such reviews is another question. So anyone who agrees with this review, especially in an OTT way, check their post history. They've got a few handles now so can spam reviews in a positive way.

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Yep just did a quick search of the agency on this forum and found a few others. Looks like they're associated with wildcats - also lots of reviews that suggest Ai-generated content

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100% with an Aussie spin haha

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Originally Posted by Langy

100% with an Aussie spin haha

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Just need a little more AI Aussie slang...

Mahiru – The Apex Sheila with Knockers and Knack to Knock Ya Still in Ya Pluggers

Righto, I was hornier than a kelpie at mating season, scrollin’ the escort classifieds and just about ready to chew through me own arm. Next thing, Mahiru’s mug pops up—like a schooner of cold gold after a week in the Simpson Desert—absolutely floored me, mate. Wasted no time and booked her faster than you can say “sausage sizzle at Bunnings.”

Barrelled down Brissy’s rat runs, tradies everywhere, some clown in a Camry totin’ up the middle lane, me hollerin’ “learn to drive ya drongo!”—finally managed to jag a park tighter than my budgie smugglers on a Monday. Heart thumping like it’s State of Origin decider, I fang it up the steps, sweatin’ like a butcher’s dog.

Door cracks open and strewth, here’s Mahiru—a pocket-rocket from Japan with a grin so devilish it’d bring the footy team undone. F-cup bangers? Proper heavy hitters—like two watermelons wrestlin’ for space, nothin’ plastic, nothin’ fake, all real McCoy. This sheila’s good with the banter too, slingin’ one-liners better than my uncle at Christmas. Within two minutes I feel less like a punter, more like I’m on me third round at the bowls club with the boys. Room’s vibin’, I’m already half up before the games even kicked off.

We’re straight into a hot stone massage, and I swear on me mum, her mitts were softer than a lamington and just as bloody sweet. She’s workin’ me over like she’s wranglin’ a wayward yabbie out the creek, whisperin’ cheeky nothings that’d make ya nan blush. Nearly nodded off, dreamin’ of footy finals and fairy bread.

Then comes the main event. Mahiru steers the ship like a captain with a belly full of Bundy, keepin’ it loose, lively, and dodgy as a servo meat pie after midnight. She’s full of giggles, climbs aboard like a larrikin, and suddenly we’re in the thick of it—like a three-legged race at the local B&S, messy, hilarious, and downright memorable. Nerves get me for a second—I pull a classic mong, but she throws me a wink, and I’m back good as gold.

By the time I’m leggin’ it out, I’m struttin’ like a bogan who’s just snagged the last hot chook at Woolies. Mahiru? She’s the full bloody package—curves twistier than the Nullarbor track, wit sharper than me nan’s tongue, and the sort of service that’d have a footy team high-fivin’ at the pub. Didn’t turn me into Crocodile Dundee, but crikey, she’s got more spark than a ute full of firecrackers. If you’re chasin’ a wild ride that’ll have ya spinnin’ yarns at the servo ‘til sunrise, don’t muck about—this sheila’s the stuff of backyard legends. No furphies, just pure, unfiltered Straya, right there in the flesh.

Strayan Scorecard Straight From the Pub:

Appearance: 8/10 (Stunner, zero catfishin’)
Body: 10/10 (Knockers that need their own postcode)
Attitude: 8/10 (Banter sharper than your old man’s belt)
GFE: 7/10 (Cosy as a swag under the stars)
Sex: 8/10 (Chaotic, hilarious, hotter than beach sand in January)
Blowie: 7/10 (Did the trick, no dramas, no spitting chips)
Overall: 8/10 (Bonza experience, would tell me mates at the pub)
Keen? Suss her out: japantsukimiya.com

^^ Bahahaha ^^

Brilliant mate. But you forgot to put her pic in this review.version. LoL.

This is golden mate! Truly the gold standard of how a review should be written!

Hey SB. You made my day. Truly, well written!

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^^ Bahahaha ^^

Brilliant mate. But you forgot to put her pic in this review.version. LoL.

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I managed to dig up a photo of the 'real' Mahiru while she was touring the outback
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