Who's good at Hana these days
I went on Saturday around noon for the first time and I was given a "Chris", her English was broken so it may have been something else. Her face was definitely in her 30's but her body was a fit 20's,and super small fake breast. Her toe nails were red if that helps people remember her. She was ok for 1. 4 tip but she was way to thin for me. I filled her up and it felt like hitting bone in the pelvic region. After awhile, she was in discomfort as was I. Is there anyone else there will some hips and a bubble butt at least?
Is it better with butter?
DISCLAIMER: This report is a novelette, so go to Barnes & Noble for the Cliff Notes or skip this report entirely if you haven't brought your popcorn.
In SD to lend a helping hand to relatives, I felt the urge to purge at Hana before returning to OC. Tiffany was my last dessert, and Bobbie before her, so I was expecting a sweet young thang dressed in her birthday suit to the 9's.
The stick-skinny and weathered mamasan, who was new to me, took my $60 hf along with my PIN and fake name, and led me to a room, where I promptly undressed and began chubbing up. Prob was, I had lunched earlier, which included a Martini and two vinos, and that, couple with copious copulating in the previous three days meant that I wasn't at full erectile attention when Kara entered and introduced herself.
Having a fully saluting soldier is my normal M. O. When greeting a provider, so we can cut to the chase, but Kara seemed dutifully impressed with my flagpole at half-staff, and quickly coaxed him to full alert. I was surprised by this, because despite her rockin' bod and tan skin, Kara's mug was a butterface (everything's great, but-her-face). Although South Korea is the plastic surgery capital of the universe, their docs don't always get it right, and Kara oversized Botoxed lips and oddly manicured eyes were a little disconcerting. Also, I think she was in her early 30's, unlike the other Hana hotties, however, I couldn't tell for sure. But her smile was genuine, and when she stuck her tongue deep into my mouth, she was too close for me to have to worry about the fact that she wasn't a natural beauty.
This girl has mad skills.
Her stretchy blue top and white yoga pants, sans undies, quickly found a spot on the floor and we got to know each other fast and furious. She hits 7,000 RPM in record time -- no lingering lovemaking for this chickie. She materialized a wet towel, instructed me to lie face down, and scrubbed my ass and crack vigorously. I had showered 30 minutes prior and was fresh, but she was prepping a royal ass kissing. Got to tell ya, this girl is a rim queen, and she dove in while going full throttle with her hands on the eggs and sausage. Holy shit, despite the fact that I had drained the prostate regularly in prior days, and despite the fact that I was liquor medicated, I was ready to burst almost immediately.
I pulled her hands away, while allowing her to use her tongue on my butt and balls, and was able to contain myself for a while. Any girl that loves giving that much, also love receiving, so I flipped her over on her stomach to snack on her ass and eat her puss from behind. Then another flip with me doing standard DATY and she couldn't contain herself from nearly crushing my skull with her thighs while cumming.
Ready for the main event, she pulled out a condom and we were off to the races. Kara wanted no part of slow, sultry sex, it had to be hardcore all the way. I obliged, and after she put her feet on my shoulders the jackhammering began.
Well folks, although her body was enough to make me pop on command, her butterface was having the opposite effect. Good for Kara, but bad for Sticker, because after five minutes of crazy slam-fucking, I was getting a bit tired. We were sweat-soaked when I needed to slow things down and do regular mish, but she said, "No, give me more!" What the hey, I mustered up some strength and jackhammered some more until she came and then I collapsed on her, hoping to finally slow down for a while.
Kara had other ideas, and repositioned herself in what I thought was going to be RCG. I don't like RCG, because my bone curves up and it always feels like it could break in that position. But instead, she yanked off the condom, stuck her ass and pink taco in my face, and began her crazy, slobbery BBBJ again, this time with her forefinger up my ass. Mad skills, and I popped in a minute.
Some girls aren't fond of DFK after your tongue has lingered between their legs, but Kara wanted some tongue time now, and as I previously mentioned, as long as we were mug-to-mug so that I didn't have to analyze her cosmetic procedures, it was all good.
Then she had me flip again and said, "Don't you move," and left the room. Returning with warm towels to place on my back, she spent the last 10 minutes by doing a very legit back walk coupled with a solid shoulder and neck massage.
What a wild ride. If I could put Tiffany's or Bobbie's face on Kara, we could have a SoCal provider of the year IMHO. But, her face, is keeping that from happening.