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So i had some extra $$$ to burn and decided I wanted to splurge a little. I originally had my sights set on Sia, the seriously hot, fit Māori girl over on the Shore. (I already stated I’m a bit of a wahine enjoyer)
So I messaged her that morning and apparently she wasn’t taking bookings but she had a bit of spare time and offered to squeeze me in before starting her day. This was around 8am and we agreed on 9am. Sweet, I thought I’d scored.
Then the conversation somehow went completely sideways. She asked my ethnicity and age, and I jokingly replied: “What is this, Tinder?
”
Apparently that was the WRONG thing to say.
Something about that phrase must have reminded her of another guy because suddenly she became convinced I was someone she knew trolling her from an unknown number. I tried explaining I genuinely wasn’t but the warrior wahine energy had already been activated. Angry texts followed, I was told to fuck off and my 9am booking disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. It was a shame since I already had a hard on expecting I’ll be enjoying some mana sharing but no.
Strike one.
Blue-balled but still determined, I figured I’d just find another WG. Contacted DH, SL and SB. Earliest option I could get was Katie at SB so there and then I booked an hour.
When I arrived, I knew pretty quickly she wasn’t really my type. Very alternative vibe, which normally isn’t my thing. I’ve seen Layla at SL before and enjoyed her (you can check my previous review) but Katie had a completely different energy. She seemed a little awkward and the thick armpit hair that was thicker than mines wasn’t helping keeping the hard on for me.
The biggest killer though: no DFK. Only those awkward high-school face-plant kisses and unfortunately my downstairs department decided it wasn’t participating. I couldn’t maintain an erection despite trying to get into it. Eventually I accepted defeat and called it after about 30 minutes despite paying for the full hour. Walked out thinking: Jesus Christ. I’ve paid for an hour and couldn’t even make it halfway.
Strike two.
At this point any sensible man would’ve gone home. I am ofcourse not that man. I refused to end the day 0–2 so decided it was time for a safe play and went to go for an Asian recovery punt and headed to DB to see Icy.
So she’s 40+ and about eight years older than me, so initially I wasn’t sure what I’d gotten myself into. But to be fair, she looked good for her age and once things started, the performance completely changed the mood. Very energetic, enthusiastic and actually made an effort. The BJ was excellent, including raw and she even pulled out the special handstand move that I kept reading about. Plenty of different positions and much better chemistry than the previous booking and she was begging me to cum already. I made sure I made this aunty worked for the $350 after all that I’ve been through that morning. Eventually I pulled her towards me and finished in her mouth. And just like that, the day was rescued.
Icy: recovery punt MVP.
Final damage: around $700.
Was it financially sensible? Absolutely fucking not.
Did I learn that sometimes you should accept defeat after strike two and just go home? Probably.Will I actually remember that lesson next time? Probably not. Hahahaha
So I messaged her that morning and apparently she wasn’t taking bookings but she had a bit of spare time and offered to squeeze me in before starting her day. This was around 8am and we agreed on 9am. Sweet, I thought I’d scored.
Then the conversation somehow went completely sideways. She asked my ethnicity and age, and I jokingly replied: “What is this, Tinder?
”Apparently that was the WRONG thing to say.
Something about that phrase must have reminded her of another guy because suddenly she became convinced I was someone she knew trolling her from an unknown number. I tried explaining I genuinely wasn’t but the warrior wahine energy had already been activated.
Angry texts followed, I was told to fuck off and my 9am booking disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. It was a shame since I already had a hard on expecting I’ll be enjoying some mana sharing but no.Strike one.
Blue-balled but still determined, I figured I’d just find another WG. Contacted DH, SL and SB. Earliest option I could get was Katie at SB so there and then I booked an hour.
When I arrived, I knew pretty quickly she wasn’t really my type. Very alternative vibe, which normally isn’t my thing. I’ve seen Layla at SL before and enjoyed her (you can check my previous review) but Katie had a completely different energy. She seemed a little awkward and the thick armpit hair that was thicker than mines wasn’t helping keeping the hard on for me.
The biggest killer though: no DFK. Only those awkward high-school face-plant kisses and unfortunately my downstairs department decided it wasn’t participating. I couldn’t maintain an erection despite trying to get into it. Eventually I accepted defeat and called it after about 30 minutes despite paying for the full hour. Walked out thinking: Jesus Christ. I’ve paid for an hour and couldn’t even make it halfway.
Strike two.
At this point any sensible man would’ve gone home. I am ofcourse not that man. I refused to end the day 0–2 so decided it was time for a safe play and went to go for an Asian recovery punt and headed to DB to see Icy.
So she’s 40+ and about eight years older than me, so initially I wasn’t sure what I’d gotten myself into. But to be fair, she looked good for her age and once things started, the performance completely changed the mood. Very energetic, enthusiastic and actually made an effort. The BJ was excellent, including raw and she even pulled out the special handstand move that I kept reading about. Plenty of different positions and much better chemistry than the previous booking and she was begging me to cum already. I made sure I made this aunty worked for the $350 after all that I’ve been through that morning. Eventually I pulled her towards me and finished in her mouth. And just like that, the day was rescued.
Icy: recovery punt MVP.
Final damage: around $700.
Was it financially sensible? Absolutely fucking not.
Did I learn that sometimes you should accept defeat after strike two and just go home? Probably.Will I actually remember that lesson next time? Probably not. Hahahaha
I’m in ore
I might just punt her exclusively next time I visit if the Jap pool is dry.
