Which one is your favorite?
[QUOTE=DaveDream;7567253]I'm a lucky man to have a job that brings me to Tucson every 5-6 weeks. On this visit I went to Melody on Saturday and Aura on Monday.
At Melody I wanted to see Ashley but she was busy so I picked Ivy because I liked her look. I'll skip all the usual details of a great TS and massage and say that everything was great until Mary came in the room and joined the fun. Mary took over and was a hot horny wife on your honeymoon. I felt sorry for Ivy because Mary was all over me. If you haven't tried the 4 hand massage, you should experience it at least once in your life. I think from now on I'll stick to one lady. I've done a 4 hand 3 times now and it's just too much for this older guy.
Went to Aura a few days later to try it again after I had a so so time with Emma a month ago. I had a appointment with Kiko. Super petite and great long nipples. Her body reminds me of a 19-20 yr old I see on some porn videos. Once again I was having a great time with Kiko (she gives a really good hard massage) when Honey opened the door and asked if she could join in. And once again she took over and was all over me. BBBJ by Kiko as Honey lowered her pussy and ass on my face. Kiko then climbed on top of me for some CG as Honey and myself sucked on her long nipples. Honey said she wanted me to fuck her but first I wanted Kiko in mish on the table. She is so small I almost filled the bag when I saw her face enjoying my thrusting. I pull out and Honey bends over the table and tells me to "fuck my pussy". It was over in 30 seconds when she kept telling me to fuck her harder.
It looks like Tucson has two great places to get a massage. Mary is the greatest at Melody and I hope Honey sticks around and can run Aura like the way Mary runs Melody.
I'll be back soon and can't wait to read about the new talent. Just a few of Dave's Dreams.[/QUOTE]Which one is your ATF? Melody or Aura?
I Knew It Was a Bad Idea... So I Did It Twice
Back again. Not by accident. Not even by choice, really. More like instinct. Like muscle memory pulling me straight back to the source. The house of M on Oracle. Some places don't ask for your loyalty. They take it.
At this point, I'm not pretending I'm in control. I'm just leaning into it. Following bad decisions with full confidence. The kind you know will ruin you a little. But you show up anyway. Because the pull is too strong. Because the craving wins.
Pussy is a hell of a drug.
And I'm not even trying to quit.
I walked in already knowing what I wanted.
And there she was.
Mary.
No hesitation. No small talk. She locked eyes with me, grabbed me like I already belonged to her, and pulled me straight into the room. Door shuts. Energy shifts. Game on.
First thing she does? Pops the hood. Quick check. Smirks.
Then boom. Hands on my chest, squeezing my face, laughing, calling me a liar. An idiot. Talking shit about me still fucking Eva. In a very joking, teasing fashion that made it clear to me she just wanted a laugh. That playful, possessive attitude. The kind that hits your ego and your ego likes it.
Before I can even respond, she's on me.
Still fully dressed.
Climbs onto my lap, straddling me, pressing her weight down like she's claiming territory. We start wrestling, playful at first. Hands everywhere. Tickling, grabbing, pushing back and forth. That tension builds fast. Playful turns hungry real quick.
Then we're kissing.
Not light. Not casual.
Deep. Tongue-heavy. Messy. Like we've been apart too long and neither of us is trying to take it slow. That kind of kiss that makes everything else disappear.
She reaches down, pulls my cock out like it already belongs to her. Still in that tight minidress. Barely moved, just enough. And then she goes to work.
No hesitation.
Just takes me straight into her mouth. Deep, controlled, confident. Not teasing. Not easing into it. She's setting the tone. Breaking me down fast. Her head moving, lips tight, tongue working underneath. And then she switches it up.
Clothes still on.
That dress still hugging her body while she's on top of me, grinding, taking me deep at the same time. And then she does something new. Something I wasn't ready for.
She takes me all the way in. Parks me at the back of her throat. And starts rotating her head in slow, controlled circles. Not rushing it. Just owning it. Showing off.
That shit had me locked.
Then she pulls back, looks at me like she knows exactly what she just did. Grabs the glove, rolls it on, and climbs back on top.
And she doesn't even let me get undressed.
Pants still on. Shoes still on. I'm restricted. Stuck underneath her while she hikes that dress up and drops down on me.
Raw control.
ACG with Tucson's hottest girl riding you while you're half trapped in your own clothes. Yeah, that hits different.
She's moving above me, grinding, bouncing, using my body exactly how she wants. Then she flips the dynamic again. Pushes me down, starts humping me prone, pressing her body into mine, kissing me hard, like she's trying to take something out of me.
And then.
She finishes.
Right there on me.
Lets out that deep "ahhh". Breath shaky. Body relaxing for just a second. Then she looks at me, smiles, says "thank you," pulls her dress back down.
And walks out. "Honey, you wait one minute okay, my appointment is here, I'll be right back!
Just like that.
Gone.
Didn't come back.
Ten minutes.
Cold.
I'm still hard as a rock, laying there like. What the fuck just happened? Laughing to myself because honestly. That was savage.
I step out, regrouping, checking the lineup. Eva. Ashley. Both looking dangerously sexy and enticing. Walked into my car and drove off because I had a business meeting after.
And then my phone buzzes.
Mary.
Asking why I left.
I told her simple. You had an appointment.
She thought I was going to wait.
Nah.
She's hot as hell. But I don't wait on anyone.
...
But let's be real.
I went back.
This time? No games.
Clothes off. Energy different. Slower. But heavier. That same fire, just stretched out. A full 30 minutes of straight, unapologetic, CornHub-style chaos.
She's demanding. Knows what she wants and takes it. But she gives just as much as she takes. Every position, every movement. Fully locked in, fully present, fully dangerous.
The kind of session that reminds you exactly why you came back in the first place.
Mary's not just hot.
She's a problem.
And I'm not even trying to solve it.
Mary time plus some bonus Eva time
I had the day off today and so I took a pilgrimage to the House of M to see the lady of the house. I'm assuming she wasn't intending on working the floor today because she wasn't dressed up or wearing much make up (if at all). Just a simple pair of overalls and a white shirt. Still works for me though. It only enhances the GFE.
I feel like I'm on a mission to memorize every nook and cranny of her body, I am so obsessed. A lot of my visit was spent simply running my hands all over that gorgeous body. She probably sensed this because during our make out session she laid me down and started rubbing them titties all over me. I said "you read my mind" and she laughed and proceeded to give me a titjob. I told her to stop over fear of already blowing my load and then we 69'd until I told her to stop over fear popping too early again. She grabbed the cover and rode me for a couple minutes then asked me to do her. My body really knows how to fuck with me because I don't know if it's from all the years of involuntary celibacy or if it's just me getting old but I was now having trouble popping and had to settle for her jerking me off.
Spent the rest of the hour getting massaged. It's been a while since I got a massage from Mary and it was a pleasant reminder that she gives a good massage. Unfortunately she kept being called away for some reason to the point where she brought in Eva to finish the hour. Eva is always nice to talk to and she gives much more pressure in her massages. If only I was more attracted to mm titties I would probably be requesting Eva more.
Melody is turning into an addiction
[QUOTE=Harveyspec1069;7568034]Back again. Not by accident. Not even by choice, really. More like instinct. Like muscle memory pulling me straight back to the source. The house of M on Oracle. Some places don't ask for your loyalty. They take it.
At this point, I'm not pretending I'm in control. I'm just leaning into it. Following bad decisions with full confidence. The kind you know will ruin you a little. But you show up anyway. Because the pull is too strong. Because the craving wins.
Pussy is a hell of a drug.
And I'm not even trying to quit.
I walked in already knowing what I wanted.
And there she was.
Mary.
No hesitation. No small talk. She locked eyes with me, grabbed me like I already belonged to her, and pulled me straight into the room. Door shuts. Energy shifts. Game on.
First thing she does? Pops the hood. Quick check. Smirks.
Then boom. Hands on my chest, squeezing my face, laughing, calling me a liar. An idiot. Talking shit about me still fucking Eva. In a very joking, teasing fashion that made it clear to me she just wanted a laugh. That playful, possessive attitude. The kind that hits your ego and your ego likes it.[/QUOTE]Yeah, she's certainly turning into an addiction. For the sake of my wallet I need to learn to ration my visits hahah.