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Thursday night with Melissa. . .
Rolled into Charleston after a long ride. I'd been a good boy, staying under 80 mph for the most part. Or at least some of the time. Oh, I don't know maybe a little bit. I only know for sure that I saw no lights flashing behind me. It was a good ride!
After freshening up, decided that I deserved a treat, so off to Skip the Games I did go! I must've texted a dozen, maybe more, providers before one replied. Her name was Melissa.
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I was instantly impressed by her comms: timely, concise with correct spelling and punctuation. SO many providers flunk this test but Melissa shined. Now I realize what many might be thinking: «*Slam, who in the actual really cares about that sh*t?*» Well, I do. I find that ladies displaying basic literacy are a whole helluva lot more fun. For starters, they seem less likely to have demons, pimps, hang arounds, creepers and a $$holes lurking in the parking lot! I feel a lot more relaxed and find that we click*better. Which directly translates into greater pleasure.
So it was that I met Melissa around 9 pm Thursday. She followed the standard two text approach and sent me the room number once I had arrived. The joint was one of those motels off Ashley Phosphate, not the best but not a notel, either. When I walked inside, she greeted me with a great big hug which got things started right! I looked around the room and found it to be clean and tastefully decorated with personal touches that included mood lighting.
Prior to my arrival, I confirmed that the menu choice I wanted to order was available: BBBJ with CIM + swallow. It was, and for the shockingly low donation of 80 roses. To my thinking, that was clearly below market and I told her so, offering her an additional 20 flowers. I never was one who got off seeing how cheaply I could get by. It's a mindset that's always worked for me and I won't be changing.
Onto the main event of the evening: I stripped naked and instructed her to free the girls but leave her Daisy Dukes on. «*Ready*», she asked? Affirm. When she unleashed them, I damn near died! Melissa's tits are simply amazing! Huge, to be sure; I'd estimate 44 E but who knows? They're way more than a mouthful and built for pleasure. The areolas are proportional and pink, the nipples easily the size of a gumdrop or slightly bigger. And the hang was perfect. A sort of teardrop shape with all the firmness and collagen needed to stay in place. Needless to say I nourished myself on both for an extended period!
I laid on the bed and Melissa began a skillful blowjob, starting out slowly and deliberately. After a while, titty fucking (Russian) was introduced. I was in Heaven, boys! After alternating Russian and BBBJ, I told her I wanted to stand while she laid on the bed. «*Do you want me to hang my head over the edge?*» Oh yeah, baby! We went at it like that for several minutes before I turned her on her side, continuing to fill her mouth while playing with the nipples. She informed me I could squeeze them to my heart's content. My kind girl.
When I was ready to finish, I unloaded a gusher down her throat. Absolutely no quit, no spit with Melissa. I was in shock and kinda dazed from the O so I laid there as Melissa did the wet wipe cleanup honors. When I finally pulled it together and started to dress, I asked about the menu for a possible return visit. I was pleased to learn that all three holes are available. Score!
So guys, if you want a spinner, look elsewhere. But if you want a very sexy youngish MILF type with an open menu, ring her up. You'll be glad you did. 🦎.