Review of Paris of Paris B, Bristol

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A well furnished, very clean basement flat in a terrace not very far from Bedminster station. When arranging one's first visit Paris will direct you to a payphone by the railway bridge at the bottom of Windmill Hill. Once there, call her and she will give you directions to her apartment which is less than ten minutes walk away. Access to the bedroom involves going down some steep stairs. It is tastefully decorated, cosy and comfortable. In the unlikely event of a client taking his eyes off Paris, she has equipped the room with a strategically placed video.

She is a Bristol girl of Caribbean origin in her late twenties. She has long black curly hair, a pretty, intelligent face and a very firm and sexy 38C- 26 - 38 figure. About 5' 6" tall. Her chocolate colured skin has perfect texture and her firm full breasts are capped with nipples that just beg to be sucked. Her gorgeous bum tapers into strong thighs and shapely legs. Overall she is a very sexy lady.
She is well spoken, intelligent and interesting to talk to. Within the space of four years her ability to consistently delight her clients has made her one of the most successful working girls in Bristol. Not only does she own three properties, but she is also able to take time out to travel extensively. Of all of the working girls I've visited, only Emma, at the Garden of Eden, near Roche in Cornwall matches Paris in respect of reaping a well deserved reward for giving this high quality of service to her clients. One other important quality worth mentioning; Paris is a non smoker.

This was my second visit to Paris. From the moment she greeted me at the door, wearing a sexy black chemise, until my departure some 45 minutes later, we continued to build on the excellent rapport that had emerged during my first visit 3 weeks earlier. We spent quite some time discussing the extremely shrewd way in which she has harboured and expanded her resources, before slipping seamlessly into our sexual mode.
By the time she started her choreographed, but extremely erotic routine, underwear was the only type of garment that either of us was wearing. She sat me on the end of the bed and started a lap dancing routine, only this was with increasing amounts of contact. It included the removal of the remainder of her sexy black underwear, some proper kissing, the playful handling of my cock, sufficient to stir it without over-stimulation, insertion of a large dildo into her vagina, and the proffering of her succulent tits so that I could suck her perfect nipples. She then pushed me backwards and knelt down, and after the application of a wet wipe to my semi-erect penis, sucked it deliciously. It feels so much better without a condom.
Without denying me the continuing bliss of her lips wrapped around my cock she manoeuvred herself to place her knees on either side of my face and lowered her moist musky cunt onto it so that my tongue could get to work on her. It relished her clitoris and prominent labia, and she allowed me plenty of time to switch my attention between her vulva and her magnifient tits, which dangled temptingly for me to fondle and suck. The overall view was sensational.
Having pointed out to her my fascination with the female orgasm, she lay on her back, splayed her thighs and invited me to continue my feast. Just as her passion was mounting, she sat up and reached out to grasp my still aroused dick, and quickly and expertly applied a condom which she had conjured up from somewhere. After just a spot more oral priming she lay back in the missionary position and guided me into her. She had prepared me absolutely perfectly, allowing me to relish in full my moment of penetration and a wonderful four minute fuck. For me, this makes the ideal finale to a perfect punt, the ultimate pleasure for my aged member being to evacuate the modect output of my reproductive organs into the condom imbedded inside this beautiful and oh so sexy young woman.
Throughout this superlative shag, Paris treated me to her particularly polished repertoire of dirty talk. It may well have prompted an extra helping of cream in the condom which was quite full by the time I had reluctantly withdrawn it.
Without doubt Paris has expanded to three the number of special favourites who have recently provided me with all of the ingredients of what I regard to be the perfect punt. The other two are Emma and Tania, who is now back working at Park House.
Anyone with tastes similar to mine will not regret spending time with any of these very desirable young women. They all take pride in giving good value, and if you check out any of the reports on them the details are spelled out in full.