David Wang
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Some Day Fun
The next day I decided to mix things up a little. I started with some visits to Old Town and the Notre Dame Basilica. I’ve taken some pictures that you’d swear were from France or Belgium, particularly given how I’ve framed and cropped them. (I tried to avoid photographing SUVs or any other dead giveaways that this was North America and not Europe.)
The next day I thought about making a journey off the island to one of the full service strip clubs/massage parlors. After the warnings about FS for only a few songs in tiny booths in the strip clubs and other VFM/convenience considerations I decided to call Eleganza again. I guess as the old saying goes if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.
From my research, Leah seemed like the most promising available girl.
She’s been getting good reviews although some point out that she gets tired (as do we all) as the day goes on. So I made it a point to book her as early as possible.
She arrived a little late (~15 min.) but certainly nothing unreasonable. She had been so busy that she didn’t have lunch yet. So, we split a bag of chips from the minibar. We talked about what I’d done and some other things to do in Montreal and I appreciated her efforts to get to know me and to give me customized advice. As I showed her some of my pictures from the Old Town tour, she rubbed my arm. She found some ticklish spots and lingered at each one, teasing me a little bit.
”I Know What Guys Like”
As a tribute to her conversation skills, our discussion transitioned to foreplay so seamlessly and naturally that I don’t even remember how it happened that she got undressed and started blowing me. Her hair got in the way, so she clipped it back.
While blowing me she also had a trick up her sleeve that was rather clever in retrospect even if it was definitely not at the time. I started to feel teeth, a biting sensation, something hard clamping down on my dick with unbearable force. Suddenly I had to ask her to stop. It was then that she revealed the source of my angst: she popped a mint in her mouth while getting the hair clip! Apparently, some guys like the cool, refreshing sensation. How and why, I don’t know and I probably never will.
To Leah’s credit, this didn’t deter her, and she had another trick up her sleeve. “Maybe you’d like to stand” she suggested. I moved to the end of the bed and immediately figured out what she was doing and why she made that suggestion. She splayed that lovely toned body before me, blew me, bobbed her head back & forth, and wriggled that perfectly heart-shaped ass on the bed just for me. I fought not to come and told her I wanted to fuck. I had to—I could feel the orgasm slowly welling up from inside me and I would have shot inside her mouth in about 10 more seconds.
Before I could be inside her she had me put on the condom. (It’s hard to avoid scratching a man with her long fingernails, she explained.) This condom was extremely tight but thanks to a mind-blowing blow job, it took only a couple of minutes before I came inside her.
Once again, I don’t recall how or when it occurred but she went back to discussing recommendations on what to do as if nothing had happened. It was no big deal that I was fucking this gorgeous naked woman moments ago who was now tapping away at my computer for the details on her recommendations.
She and I probably would have continued like this had the driver not texted her. She got dressed, kissed me goodbye, and that was that!
Perhaps one of the most memorable things about her was an offhand comment she made after we had sex. She said, “I know what guys like.” Yes, you do Leah and you do it well!
The next day I decided to mix things up a little. I started with some visits to Old Town and the Notre Dame Basilica. I’ve taken some pictures that you’d swear were from France or Belgium, particularly given how I’ve framed and cropped them. (I tried to avoid photographing SUVs or any other dead giveaways that this was North America and not Europe.)
The next day I thought about making a journey off the island to one of the full service strip clubs/massage parlors. After the warnings about FS for only a few songs in tiny booths in the strip clubs and other VFM/convenience considerations I decided to call Eleganza again. I guess as the old saying goes if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.
From my research, Leah seemed like the most promising available girl.
She’s been getting good reviews although some point out that she gets tired (as do we all) as the day goes on. So I made it a point to book her as early as possible.
She arrived a little late (~15 min.) but certainly nothing unreasonable. She had been so busy that she didn’t have lunch yet. So, we split a bag of chips from the minibar. We talked about what I’d done and some other things to do in Montreal and I appreciated her efforts to get to know me and to give me customized advice. As I showed her some of my pictures from the Old Town tour, she rubbed my arm. She found some ticklish spots and lingered at each one, teasing me a little bit.
”I Know What Guys Like”
As a tribute to her conversation skills, our discussion transitioned to foreplay so seamlessly and naturally that I don’t even remember how it happened that she got undressed and started blowing me. Her hair got in the way, so she clipped it back.
While blowing me she also had a trick up her sleeve that was rather clever in retrospect even if it was definitely not at the time. I started to feel teeth, a biting sensation, something hard clamping down on my dick with unbearable force. Suddenly I had to ask her to stop. It was then that she revealed the source of my angst: she popped a mint in her mouth while getting the hair clip! Apparently, some guys like the cool, refreshing sensation. How and why, I don’t know and I probably never will.
To Leah’s credit, this didn’t deter her, and she had another trick up her sleeve. “Maybe you’d like to stand” she suggested. I moved to the end of the bed and immediately figured out what she was doing and why she made that suggestion. She splayed that lovely toned body before me, blew me, bobbed her head back & forth, and wriggled that perfectly heart-shaped ass on the bed just for me. I fought not to come and told her I wanted to fuck. I had to—I could feel the orgasm slowly welling up from inside me and I would have shot inside her mouth in about 10 more seconds.
Before I could be inside her she had me put on the condom. (It’s hard to avoid scratching a man with her long fingernails, she explained.) This condom was extremely tight but thanks to a mind-blowing blow job, it took only a couple of minutes before I came inside her.
Once again, I don’t recall how or when it occurred but she went back to discussing recommendations on what to do as if nothing had happened. It was no big deal that I was fucking this gorgeous naked woman moments ago who was now tapping away at my computer for the details on her recommendations.
She and I probably would have continued like this had the driver not texted her. She got dressed, kissed me goodbye, and that was that!
Perhaps one of the most memorable things about her was an offhand comment she made after we had sex. She said, “I know what guys like.” Yes, you do Leah and you do it well!