No. 103704 - Published 10 May 2011
Blonde corker, or 'reet champion' as we say here, cross between Swede and one of the better Bigg Market girls. Someone that certainly wouldn't look amiss on your arm. If you could handle the attention from aroused males. She looks ever so slightly filthy, you see.
Savanna is marvellous, I must say, as previous reviews have suggested.
As usual I was in a rush and stressed out, which always seems to happen on these occasions. She appeared downside in a very smart black dress, to help me through the door, which (as last time I think) was stuck. Not brilliant for discretion I suppose, but seeing her soon made me forget about that.
After a few kisses and shedding of clothes I immediately decided that I needed her to spank me.
Asking girls to spank who are not used to it is amusing. Most think that hurting you in any way has to be a bad thing. Ask any bloke that likes to be spanked and they'll say the opposite. If it ain't hurting, it ain't working. Savanna was not used to it, but could get there...
A few light taps of her hand on my rump did precisely nothing, and I reached for my leather belt. Now this was better, after a few minutes the blonde bombshell was starting to get the hang of it, and giving it a half-decent swing. I was amused at the thought of this sound wafting through the open window and enlivening the quayside. I can take much more gorgeous girl, but a decent effort, I must say.
This ultimately had a positive effect on the below stairs region, and I turned over for some nice owo. What a lazy beggar I am. Still, I suppose I'm paying.
Then a curious urge took me. I'm not usually one for the 69, but Sav was so fragrant sand pleasant, and I really wanted to see more of her. So there I was for a good five minutes or more, parked between her delightful arsecheeks, trying to enliven her as best I could, and studying her cute bumhole. I wish I could remember more detail to be honest. I was too Homer Simpson/Duff Beer really
I'm not a great one for comdoms, so I chose to finish off on my back, wanking between her tits. A slightly wasted opportunity maybe, I'd have loved to shower them from above, and given it a rub in for good measure. Laziness at fault again. But then there's always next time. In the Bill Clinton sense 'I did not have sexual relations with that woman'. It just felt like it.
Then just to complete a terrific punt, Savanna showed her sweet nature by trying to argue that the agency fee was only 50 notes, instead of 60 as I thought. She got the 60. You can give me ?10 worth of something next time bonny lass :-)