No. 98061 - Published 3 Jun 2010
Stunning elegant black girl. Basically Naomi C without the attitude. Photos do her no favours - one of the best looking girls I've visited. Seems younger than the website suggests. Slim with gorgeous f*ckable natural tits, rear end to die for and wrap-around legs that go on for ever. Tattoo on back but on that wonderful dark skin it just makes the doggy view look even classier. I figured from a previous visit to Ashanti that this establishment has good taste in black girls and boy were my instincts dead right.
Initial kissing & touchy-feely then Naomi, sorry Shola, disappeared to do whatever they do with the beer vouchers. Took some time to come back but for once I didn't mind a bit. I had seen her, ever so politely run my hands all over her and spoken to her. Experience was already telling me this could be a punt extraordinaire. I was only too glad to lie back naked on the bed and spend the time in delirious anticipation. If I'd known the the full delights to come I might have been tempted to w*nk at the thought of it and done the job for her!
Came back full of apologies and offered a massage. Hell no! A back rub was the last thing on my mind by this time.
Some punts are such a thrill it's difficult to recall details. I can remember lots of kissing, cuddling plus other tit f*cking type foreplay. My finger in her pussy took decades off me. It felt just like being with a new GF back when I was doing this for real. So much so that I broke a taboo that's haunted me all my adult life. Psychological hang-ups and early experiences had prevented me from ever giving RO. Things were going so smoothly and we were getting on so well I thought "Sod it - it goes on the bucket list right here and now" Given how much I enjoyed it, how could I have remained a virgin for so long. First of many! Some of those little shudders seemed very authentic!
Just one negative. S reckoned she didn't do owo for new clients. Ironic that the 1st time I give it should be the first time in ages that I don't receive it. Wouldn't mind so much if I hadn't been so meticulous about bathing, as always. Mind you, no complaints about the ow. Not so much what she did as the sheer quality of the girl doing it. Plus I'm on an uncovered promise for next time. God, I pray she keeps it. This girl knows exactly how to tease each client into coming back, and it works. Just like a real GF when you think about it. The ball licking and sucking were superb. Shola laughed at how often I asked her to return to this during the proceedings. Not only did it thrill me to the marrow of my bones but it gave the old todger a moment to calm down when things got a bit intense, which was often.
I can well understand the guy who let the foreplay go on for the whole appointment. Shola,however , seemed rather keen to have sex with me. Woooo.....hooooo!! She asked so nicely, how could I refuse? She mounted me, sat on me, clamped and welded herself on to me for some glorious cowgirl including the squatting variation. Thank you God! At my request she then reversed, without taking him out, so that I could watch her incredible a*se working hard at this all-consuming task. All this time I was propped up on pillows watching a hyper sexy pussy slithering up and down the entire length of some lucky b*rstard's cock. I thought "can that really be my swollen shaft or am I dreaming"
Loads more ball work from this fit as f*ck young amazon and then it was on to doggy. Could have been a big mistake. I almost lost it with time left. The accountant in me (not to mention the randy goat in me) will not allow me to just throw away time that could be spent inside a beautiful young woman. So, quick spot of ball sucking (again :-) and on to some lovely squelchy mish.
At the 25 minute mark I thought it was time to start the final act so we would have a moment after to wind down and chat before the inevitable tearful parting. Love it when I'm the only one doing the clockwatching don't you? Thought about a pearl necklace which would have looked so good against that perfect ebony neck. Maybe next time. The lure of repeating that earth-moving doggy was too great for both of us. Shola eagerly flipped over and I re-entered that tight, muscular pussy and drank in that wonderful scenery. Made sure I had a final feel of those horny tits, thighs back and tummy before it was too late and just immersed myself in some of the finest sex available anywhere. Didn't matter whether I controlled the rhythm or she did or we joined forces in synchronised pussy swimming, it was just glorious.
She has that knack some fit and lithe black girls seem to have of arching her back in doggy to increase friction even more. At this point I didn't even try to hold back, I wanted to take her that badly. I was only too glad to let her transport me into icelandic volcano territory. If she'd w*nked me on my back I'd now have a bill for the hole in the roof and a white cloud would have halted air traffic for days. When I could eventually bear to withdraw from that heavenly place I was relieved to see we had not blown an open crater in the rubber.
Will I return? Does the pope kiss landing strips? Yes and so do I now thanks to this life-changing lunchtime.
I even tried to pursuade her to join the party circuit. She and I would have so much fun at lady Marmalades's and the guy's would just adore her. Or I could just propose but I can't afford a divorce so that would mean a change of religion. Bit drastic even to get this marvellous courtesan all to myself.
Thanks Shola. It will be a cold day in hell before I forget the service you gave me today.