YoYo - slim, young Fujian goddess
YoYo
Hornsby 142
Valentine's Day '16
www.hornsby142.com
10 to late
$150/hour
Early 20s
A goddess: trim, taut and terrific. Perfect body, divine breasts, smiley, pretty face, best formed and sweetest pussy I've ever had the privilege to meet. Blonde-tipped shoulder length hair.
Recommendation? No, leave her for me.
Mina told me her best uni student-type girl was on. Enough said, I was in the area. The old office now has a bed. Sitting chatting with Mina and in saunters the best looking worker I've ever seen up in Hornsby. Relaxed, Yoyo joined our conversation. As if we were a gathering of old friends. I part with my readies. Along the corridor to the room with bathroom for the disabled. Not my favourite room, but with the goddess in hand, I couldn't care less. Into the shower. 'Bout to get out and Yoyo says "wait, I'll join you." Lovely showering, feeling each other up, kissing. Heaven. Could have spent the hour there. Onto the bed. Instructed to lie down. Those perfect mammaries employed to massage little roger. He was soon to attention and in the mouth of the goddess. My face presented with the most splendid sight imaginable. "Beauty is truth, truth beauty..." All one needs to know, the perfect pussy. And the taste. Aiya.
Then a great root, fun interaction and the melancholic parting of a stolen moment. Doubt I'll ever get it back again; but I know, with certainty, that I'll be chasing it.
