Submitted for your amusement. Part 1:
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Message Linda@Kogarah. Quick answer, which can be good (available) or bad (available - not busy, not in demand). But with limited time, I'll go with the former. I'm in Kogarah, she's available, get directions, and it's a short walk from the station. Thankfully, phone has reset, so Google Maps is your friend.
Ring the doorbell, buzzed in. Ring the doorbell, door opens. You know it's a BAD sign when it's just a hand around the door, the provider hiding behind. But I'm a big boy, I can handle shock, especially when it's expected. Sure enough, it's an 'ILF, the M left 20 years ago, replaced with a G. The L... debatable, can actually just delete, but I'm here, she's here, necessity... it's here or nothing, and while nothing IS calling, I'm still curious. It's like 12 Bellevue has an outlet in Kogarah; "rejects" is too harsh, but at least Bellevue has a shower in the room. Here, there's a shower in the apartment, but I'm not offered, even if it is HOT outside. Short walk to her place, but still... I request 45, hand over 140, she disappears, returns... Listen, boys, this ain't, and I ain't, high class, I'm so crass as to ask for my 10'er back. Off she goes, returns with change. I strip, she strips. The rack is legit; shaved (pubes, not the rack, not a LB). Perhaps it's because of my "change?" attitude, but there's no GFE. Down to business, she pulls out a condom, she gives me the "universal" question look. I decline, she states (no questioning look) "f*ck with condom" (no question-mark there), I agree.
It's a VERY good BBBJ. Maturity genders experience, and she has it. No teeth (and yes, she still has, or at least the dentures are still in), some very nice tongue, some extended dips (sure, nowhere near - nudge, nudge, blush - a deep throat, but way past the head). I relax, lay back, and ponder the deeper meanings of life. A deja vu memory of my very first SYD punt, in another dive, flashes past - a good oral, nice dangling rack - concentrate on the hanging bits... Nipples are nice; strumming hardens them up nicely. I call time, and unlike my first, I'll take this all the way. I offer my own condom, lubed (for her pleasure - ha ha), with spermicide inside (in this case, her risk ceased 20 years ago). Honestly, she's tight, and it's a nice
internal slip-n-slide. Very amenable to positional changes... Now, honestly, there's no need to linger, and I am on deadline. So I plough ahead, picking up the pace, wanting to finish before dark (that's figuratively, not literally). Finishing in missionary, easy access to the nipples (hers, not mine), and I see her face is changing color, becoming flushed. Maybe she's allergic to me, and having a reaction... or maybe it's that old car that's sat in the garage, taking it out, pedal to the metal... she's beginning to overheat... She's making some nice sounds of pressure building, getting redder... but it's me that's the one with the blown radiator hose.
Now, let's be honest. This is Chinese 3rd class transportation (no disrespect intended), but if you've ever been, the wooden BENCHES... That's this, I'm out, she's pulling off the dom, wrapping it up (I was happy she didn't ask me to dispose of), we're out of bed. There's no lie back and relax, no offer of a head massage (hey, no massage AT ALL at ANY time - it's not an RnT). I'm dressing, she's pulling on a robe. She does see me out, in the robe, ready to head to the shower (NO offer of joining her). The apartment is clean, the room cool, a fan on...
It's a basic one-n-done. Worked for each of us.
WIR: time-wise, no. This is SYD. If, after a couple of months, your dance card isn't full... But I would return if I had a spare day. There is just that
gravitational pull of the (not local, some will know) Rose bar stairs up, or the MTW. Basic transportation - it has its own attractions.