Originally Posted by
Wayne
I have found a certain conflict in emotions when using this forum. While I enjoy reading the stories and views of some posters, I find it can be mighty repetitive and a bit of a bully boy fest. But then, so is everything in this country of ours, so I don't bother to dwell on the downsides.
And then, there are my own reviews. Who am I serving by writing a review? Is it is just me, vicariously reliving my own hour of pleasure; using it as just a means to lengthen the experience? Or am I serving the common good, the community on this forum for whom I have such ambiguous feelings toward?
The answer for this review is simple. I am serving Mina, the mamasan at 142 George Street, Hornsby. I like her and she has been good to me, so I have agreed to write a review of one of her girls.
Now, the new dilemma is my own selfishness. I want to keep Kristy for myself, I want her to be in the shop at all times, ready for me when I need her. I don't want her to become so popular that I need to book her days in advance. That seems to be a real possibility. Because she is that good.
It is not just her youth, her prettiness, her tightness, it is that she fulfils so many darn fantasies.
A young, blonde, cute Asian chick with the cheek of an Aussie beach babe.
I grew up in the Eastern suburbs and summer was all about the beach. The cool blokes got the blonde babes, the uncool blokes either got nobody or the nerdy Asian girls. Kristy seems to bridge all these cliches.
Here is how the session panned out.
Ushered into the waiting room by Mina who says "one girl available now, young and small, just how you like."
In saunters Kristy. Her big round eyes looking directly at mine. Her left hand teasingly playing with her blonde curls, her right hand extended. "Hi, I'm Kristy."
I stutter a greeting and just follow her. Kristy would be in her early 20s, about 160 cm, probably around 40 kg, slim, taut and terrific. She is gorgeous.
We enter the room, she takes the money (less than the advertised rate because I had told Mina I would be writing this review) and asks me to shower. She returns, dries me off and strips. We are both facing each other, standing naked. There is a a nervous twitter while looking into each other's eyes.
Now, here I was thinking "do I explore this gorgeous body or do I..." Kristy takes the lead and moves her mouth to mine. We embrace and spend the next five minutes gently exploring the sensual pleasures of each other's lips and tongues. Wow, the best kissing session I have had since, I don't know when.
I unlock and bend to massage her nipples with my lips. As I feel them harden, I bend further to make some exploratory brushes with my nose through her wispish public hair. She, ever so slightly, widens her legs. My tongue parts her soft labia majora. Her tension is broken with the faintest of moans.
Don't really feel like sharing too much more. If any of you blokes remember Yoko, the legend of the old Tokyo Cats, then Kristy is better.
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Kirsty is coming back on this Friday.
