Alexa.Ann
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Flicking through the Mirror, came across Mila who professes to be 36 and a classy Jewish lady for massage and foor fetish. Decided to try something different.
She is a good saleperson on the phone. $55 for everything that you will need is how she describes her service. "I can offer more but most people are happy with $55. Come on. You wont be disappointed"
Lots of security to find her. Call from outside the building, then call from inside where she can see on the cameras I guess.
Its a quiet apartment building close to CDN. It turned out to be a bizarrely entertaining visit. So, she welcomes me to what would best be described as her grotto. Dark and packed with ornaments and stuff. A budgie flying around ("that fucking bird shits everywhere" she says).
Wearing lingerie, she has a nice pair of 36DDs and certainly wouldn't be described as skinny. Could lose a few pounds but the jugs are not bad. Probably mid 40s rather than 36 but so far so good. Took my clothes off and lie down on the bed, and she starts talking, and talking and talking and talking. Blah blah.
She has a massage certificate on the wall, but as she talks, the massage on the bed only lasts a couple of minutes. Says that hard to do a decent massage on the bed, and launched into some lengthy story about a massage table that I tuned out on. Blah blah blah. Ok, time to flip now. Blah blah. She says that she knows that men don't come here for the back massage. Hah hah blah blah. Flip. Blah blah.
Sits herself between my legs with her feet next to her chest and gets down to business. Blah blah. Describes the size of customers 'penis' (big and small), their various fetishes, life in Canada vs Russia, how much customers pay and tip. Blah blah. Then starts to describe her Arab friend who likes to take 'penis' every-which way. 'Maybe I introduce you to her for some fun next time. she loves penis. My customers love her' blah blah. At one point she did stop talking for a couple of seconds and I thought I had gone deaf.
Well, whilst talking, she did give a marvelous HJ, blah blah. 'you nice man. next time you can play with my boobies. Maybe more'. Cleans up and carries on talking for a few minutes. She doesn't hang around. All done in well under half an hour including a 3 hour monologue.
Mila isn't shy, and can she talk (and talk fast)... I still laugh about snippets of her diatribe as I remember them. Think of it as $55 for a half hour hilarious monologue with a happy ending. Well worth it, although next time I may take earlplugs.
She is a good saleperson on the phone. $55 for everything that you will need is how she describes her service. "I can offer more but most people are happy with $55. Come on. You wont be disappointed"
Lots of security to find her. Call from outside the building, then call from inside where she can see on the cameras I guess.
Its a quiet apartment building close to CDN. It turned out to be a bizarrely entertaining visit. So, she welcomes me to what would best be described as her grotto. Dark and packed with ornaments and stuff. A budgie flying around ("that fucking bird shits everywhere" she says).
Wearing lingerie, she has a nice pair of 36DDs and certainly wouldn't be described as skinny. Could lose a few pounds but the jugs are not bad. Probably mid 40s rather than 36 but so far so good. Took my clothes off and lie down on the bed, and she starts talking, and talking and talking and talking. Blah blah.
She has a massage certificate on the wall, but as she talks, the massage on the bed only lasts a couple of minutes. Says that hard to do a decent massage on the bed, and launched into some lengthy story about a massage table that I tuned out on. Blah blah blah. Ok, time to flip now. Blah blah. She says that she knows that men don't come here for the back massage. Hah hah blah blah. Flip. Blah blah.
Sits herself between my legs with her feet next to her chest and gets down to business. Blah blah. Describes the size of customers 'penis' (big and small), their various fetishes, life in Canada vs Russia, how much customers pay and tip. Blah blah. Then starts to describe her Arab friend who likes to take 'penis' every-which way. 'Maybe I introduce you to her for some fun next time. she loves penis. My customers love her' blah blah. At one point she did stop talking for a couple of seconds and I thought I had gone deaf.
Well, whilst talking, she did give a marvelous HJ, blah blah. 'you nice man. next time you can play with my boobies. Maybe more'. Cleans up and carries on talking for a few minutes. She doesn't hang around. All done in well under half an hour including a 3 hour monologue.
Mila isn't shy, and can she talk (and talk fast)... I still laugh about snippets of her diatribe as I remember them. Think of it as $55 for a half hour hilarious monologue with a happy ending. Well worth it, although next time I may take earlplugs.