Review of Ophelia of House of Divine, London

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Little introduction needed for those in the know. The ushering starts from the moment you arrive – but I’ve always enjoyed being ushered. It gets things done. The framed posters remind me of Saturday shopping trips to Athena when I was a teenage boy. Note to management: please can we have Tennis Girl?

Hot, fit, athletic with a dollop of arty edge. The only thing missing was a nose ring (thankfully).

This was actually my second visit to meet Ophelia. I arrived to the upstairs flat to find Ophelia on her own. She opened the door, looked me up and down and said “I thought you’d be back”. I smiled and said yup. She then gave me a death stare and said “What was I wearing last time we met?”. Now, thankfully I had checked Ophelia’s twitter account earlier that day – so I was able to reply confidently “White; the stringy number”. Correct she said, and offered me a cold drink.

I was given the choice of bedrooms, and opted for the Japanese sleepbox at the back. Cosy, but functional. I took a shower and returned to find Ophelia terribly apologetic that there were no glasses so my water was served in a mug. I laughed and passed it back to her to put on the bedside table. That then led to her knocking over the old fashioned alarm clock (twice, the second time the batteries fell out). She was all fingers and thumbs so I thought it was about time to offer her mine.

We started with a slow, passionate kiss. Her arms were around my neck while I was caressing her toned hips. Ophelia then dropped to her knees, loosened the towel and saw that I was very much ready for her. She licked the entire length of my rock hard shaft while softly stroking the tip with her dainty fingers. She then took me deep into her mouth and delivered some amazing owo while cupping my balls in her hand. That progressed to some hands-free deep throat with all the sloppiness, slurping and gagging that goes with.

Ophelia beckoned me to lay back on bed before continuing to deploy those amazing oral skills. Plenty of eye contact and playing with my balls as she sucked hard and deep. She picked up on my love of a firm hand and continued to squeeze and play with them, before going down to lick and explore them with her tongue. I lay back and for a while lost sight of what she was doing. It felt amazing and at one point I had to slow Ophelia down to avoid shooting early.
This only prompted Ophelia to do more sensual things to make the build up even more enjoyable – and at one point I looked up to clarify whether she did, indeed, have my entire testicle in her mouth. She winked and nodded with her mouth full. Pure filth from a very naughty girl.

Time was ticking on (although not on that silver alarm clock) so I thought lets change it up. I beckoned Ophelia into a 69. More deep throat ensued and the perfect opportunity to explore her perfect thigh gap with my tongue. She has the most soft, perfect lips and I enjoyed licking her clit while gently inserting a finger. Speaking of fingers, one accidentally wandered up to the wrong hole and was politely reset by Ophelia. Jeez, I’ve told those fingers off a thousand times and still they misbehave.

It was then on with the protection before Ophelia straddled me. She proceeded to ride me, slowly at first before getting faster. Direct eye contact and I had her tits cupped in my hands. Pert nipples pointing upwards, in case you were wondering. Ophelia really is the perfect 10. Anyway, back to the action. I knew it would be job done in that position and sure enough it was. One almighty climax for one very sexy girl. As I wrote recently in an employee reference “I recommend her to you without reservation”.