Review of Izabel of Annabellas MK, Milton Keynes

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The fridge was well stocked with drinks.

Summon up a mental picture of the X Factor judge Tulisa Contostavlos. Now, imagine her slimmer & prettier with long black hair and a golden tan. Add to that a sexy Polish accent and you're almost there.

Chloe met me at the door and led me to the bedroom. En route, we passed three half-naked girls who were dolling themselves up with mascara and lippy. It was like being backstage at a beauty pageant.

I heard a knock and Izabel entered with my Tizer. I had a quick slurp (of the drink) and placed it on the table. She was wearing a white bra and knickers. She had the sort of body that could make a man mix his metaphors - I felt goosebumps running up & down my spine.

We didn't kiss initially. Our faces came close several times, but at the last moment her mouth veered away and we hugged instead. Personally, I thought she showed remarkable self-restraint. I brushed my hand down her damp hair and sniffed her shoulder. It smelt of grapefruit with a hint of Paco Rabanne. I kissed her shoulder. She kissed my neck. I kissed her ear. We were kissing everywhere except on the lips, and, either by accident or design, I became quite feverish; I desperately wanted to taste the little minx.
"You're a naughty little tease, aren't you?" I said.
She bit her bottom lip and her eyes came up to meet mine. Yes, definitely by design. We tilted our heads 45 degrees and moved in for a kiss: it was slow, it was sensual, it was intercontinental. And it was definitely worth the wait - she's a great kisser.

Izabel lay on the bed and I lowered myself into her mouth. She gave some wonderful OWO and scrotum licking. After 4 minutes, she slipped on a condom and mounted me in CowGirl. She rode me slowly and it was driving me wild. I usually let the lady set the pace but I was feeling so horny I couldn't stop myself wriggling away beneath her.

We changed to Mish. I cracked away at a decent pace while she sucked my finger. I pumped so hard I feared I'd bruise her delicate flower ... but then again, bruised petals are the most fragrant. I had intended to finish in Jockey, but before I knew what was happening I'd whipped off the rubber and was shooting my juice on her belly.

In summary: a lovely girl, a great punt. Now, where can I find a Kelly Rowland look-alike so we can have a Sex Factor threesome?