This is the review of my second session with Melanie. This happened in October 2005. You can go to her website if you want: melanieofsydney.com.au
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Mel arrives. A TOTAL FUCKING SLUT!
She remembered! Yay!
Black see-through top. Disgustingly short skirt. Fag hanging from the side of the mouth, and attitude to boot!
So we get into this little game for a while, with all the appropriate dirty talk etc.
Plenty of oral for both of us, whilst she is still half dressed with her garments being torn off and thrown around the room.
God! she is a bundle of energy today. Drags me off the bed. Has me standing next to the mirror. Kisses down each others bodies. As I kiss down her body she pushes me down by the shoulders. After a while, grabs me under the arms, pulls me to my feet. Grabs my hair, pashes wildly, and..(this bit you arent going to believe!).physically picks me up and throws me on the bed! And she is half my size!
Utterly ravages me.
Right now Im a bit worried about my heart rate. But fuck it! What a way to go.
Heaps more DATY is followed by an orgasm from Melanie, that they must have heard in Sydney.
She nearly blacked out!
Fark! Mel, are you okay?
She groans, pulls me up next to her. Its okay, she says. It happens sometimes.
WellIm glad it happened today, I tell her. Thanks for the privilege. I really do feel very special right now.
Dear reader. Dont worry, Im not boasting. Like Melanie told me last time, she doesnt do vanilla sex. She doesnt do pretend sex. Its real; she gets 100% into it. And after looking after her client, she makes damn sure that Melanie has a good time too.
Now its your turn, she tells me. Youre going to feel a lot more special in a minute. On your knees Mr Princkly
Yikes!
Dont worry, no hurties and no watermelons; but how does this feel?
You think Im going to tell you lot, what she did to me?
Forget about it!
Lets just say, it was a totally new experience for me.
But I wanted to go there. Hell! You live once. Find out, I said to myself. I trust her, and she is the consummate professional.
Trouble is, after about 40 minutes, the toys and the games all became too much for me. I am half her age remember. And, all though Im enjoying all of this, I realise my poor little tool has got all confused.
Hey Mel, Im not going to be able to do the main course with my tool looking like this.
Hmmmm.
She worked me like crazy, but no action.
My fault, I tell her, Im panicking; were running out of time. Im not going to make it. Oh dear.
Its okay Princkly
Stop everything: even the clock.
Lights out.
She comes back to the bed like a shy lover.
Lay in the semi-darkness together. Just hear the breathing.
Her lips next to mine. Her tender hands tracing my skin. So quiet. So peaceful. Must be the contrast. Voices in the street below. People going about their business. They dont know. A tram rolls past. Light shadows pass on the wall. The curtain moves gently. Her breath. She is talking to me gently. Bugger! Im going to cry. No Im not. Its cool. Drifting. Every touch so sensitive. My skin is alive. Moist tender kisses.
The tool likes this. Hes working now alright.
Wheres Mel? I say to myself. Oh!..Oh! shes down there! So that s what that unbelievable feeling is? Ive had some head jobs before but this one is out of this world. A technique that you dont come across every day.
Yeeeeow!
With a finish that is equally rare.
After the all the anticipation of seeing her again; the excitement; and energy of the session; the anxiety of nearly letting myself down at the critical moment.then this!
Perhaps it was the contrast with the two parts of the session. But it was one of the most memorable orgasms Ive ever had.
I cant believe it was mine.
Regrets? Come off it!
Actually, I must admit I feel a little selfish.
Through chat I feel I have grown close to Melanie Of Sydney since her last visit. Yet we didnt discuss or raise the things wed been chatting about. I guess that is because when the bedroom door closes Melanie gives 100%. And I just went with it.
Her reputation as an exciting and unique Working Lady is growing rapidly
---------------------------------------------------
Mel arrives. A TOTAL FUCKING SLUT!
She remembered! Yay!
Black see-through top. Disgustingly short skirt. Fag hanging from the side of the mouth, and attitude to boot!
So we get into this little game for a while, with all the appropriate dirty talk etc.
Plenty of oral for both of us, whilst she is still half dressed with her garments being torn off and thrown around the room.
God! she is a bundle of energy today. Drags me off the bed. Has me standing next to the mirror. Kisses down each others bodies. As I kiss down her body she pushes me down by the shoulders. After a while, grabs me under the arms, pulls me to my feet. Grabs my hair, pashes wildly, and..(this bit you arent going to believe!).physically picks me up and throws me on the bed! And she is half my size!
Utterly ravages me.
Right now Im a bit worried about my heart rate. But fuck it! What a way to go.
Heaps more DATY is followed by an orgasm from Melanie, that they must have heard in Sydney.
She nearly blacked out!
Fark! Mel, are you okay?
She groans, pulls me up next to her. Its okay, she says. It happens sometimes.
WellIm glad it happened today, I tell her. Thanks for the privilege. I really do feel very special right now.
Dear reader. Dont worry, Im not boasting. Like Melanie told me last time, she doesnt do vanilla sex. She doesnt do pretend sex. Its real; she gets 100% into it. And after looking after her client, she makes damn sure that Melanie has a good time too.
Now its your turn, she tells me. Youre going to feel a lot more special in a minute. On your knees Mr Princkly
Yikes!
Dont worry, no hurties and no watermelons; but how does this feel?
You think Im going to tell you lot, what she did to me?
Forget about it!
Lets just say, it was a totally new experience for me.
But I wanted to go there. Hell! You live once. Find out, I said to myself. I trust her, and she is the consummate professional.
Trouble is, after about 40 minutes, the toys and the games all became too much for me. I am half her age remember. And, all though Im enjoying all of this, I realise my poor little tool has got all confused.
Hey Mel, Im not going to be able to do the main course with my tool looking like this.
Hmmmm.
She worked me like crazy, but no action.
My fault, I tell her, Im panicking; were running out of time. Im not going to make it. Oh dear.
Its okay Princkly
Stop everything: even the clock.
Lights out.
She comes back to the bed like a shy lover.
Lay in the semi-darkness together. Just hear the breathing.
Her lips next to mine. Her tender hands tracing my skin. So quiet. So peaceful. Must be the contrast. Voices in the street below. People going about their business. They dont know. A tram rolls past. Light shadows pass on the wall. The curtain moves gently. Her breath. She is talking to me gently. Bugger! Im going to cry. No Im not. Its cool. Drifting. Every touch so sensitive. My skin is alive. Moist tender kisses.
The tool likes this. Hes working now alright.
Wheres Mel? I say to myself. Oh!..Oh! shes down there! So that s what that unbelievable feeling is? Ive had some head jobs before but this one is out of this world. A technique that you dont come across every day.
Yeeeeow!
With a finish that is equally rare.
After the all the anticipation of seeing her again; the excitement; and energy of the session; the anxiety of nearly letting myself down at the critical moment.then this!
Perhaps it was the contrast with the two parts of the session. But it was one of the most memorable orgasms Ive ever had.
I cant believe it was mine.
Regrets? Come off it!
Actually, I must admit I feel a little selfish.
Through chat I feel I have grown close to Melanie Of Sydney since her last visit. Yet we didnt discuss or raise the things wed been chatting about. I guess that is because when the bedroom door closes Melanie gives 100%. And I just went with it.
Her reputation as an exciting and unique Working Lady is growing rapidly