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Double six
[QUOTE=Hiro Protagonist]The news section on Oase's homepage has this item in it:
"EVERY WEDNESDAY: DOUBLE-SIX - 1 x FREE !"
Can anyone here figure out what that means?
Hiro[/QUOTE]Every Wednesday, at the desk, before you pay entrance fee, you roll the dices, and if you make 2x6, you don't pay entrance fee.
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[QUOTE=Hiro Protagonist]The news section on Oase's homepage has this item in it:
"EVERY WEDNESDAY: DOUBLE-SIX - 1 x FREE !"
Can anyone here figure out what that means?
Hiro[/QUOTE]
It's simple: You roll the dice. If you get double six, then your next entry to Oase is free.
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Cristy
Was at Oase a couple of days ago and found the lineup to be better than what I expected based on what I had read about August attendance. Spent a lot of time getting to know Cristy, a Spanish/Colombian with a great sense of humor and a great body to match (curly brown hair, big naturals, always smiling). She gives a wonderful GFE which lasts the full 30 minutes, especially if you service her properly on the DATY front. However she'll only be there for another few weeks so hurry.
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Insearch of
Hi guys,
I'm new to this forum and have a question. Hope that someone knows the answer. 2 years ago I visited OASE severall times during a visit to Germany.
Does anyone know where a girl named Renata Poland/Ukraine has dissapeared to since I have been back to OASE twice and nobody in the place seems to know or wants to let me know what hapened to her.
Thks
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[QUOTE=Virginity]Does anyone know where a girl named Renata Poland/Ukraine has dissapeared to since I have been back to OASE twice and nobody in the place seems to know or wants to let me know what hapened to her.[/QUOTE]There was a report last week on a German forum that a Renate had turned up again at Oase. Whether it's your one, or where she comes from, I've no idea. Sorry.
Owes you money, I guess? LOL
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[QUOTE=Toscana]There was a report last week on a German forum that a Renate had turned up again at Oase. Whether it's your one, or where she comes from, I've no idea. Sorry.
Owes you money, I guess? LOL[/QUOTE]
It's Renata, Poland, has been @Oase forever, had a long break and is back now. "Steffi Graf", it it helps.
HB
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[QUOTE=Hessen Bub]It's Renata, Poland, has been @Oase forever, had a long break and is back now. "Steffi Graf", it it helps.
HB[/QUOTE]
I remember doing session with Renata in 2002 at Oase.
Did a visit this Sunday and I am still of the opinion that Oase has the best Sunday lineup in the business.
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[QUOTE=Hessen Bub]It's Renata, Poland, has been @Oase forever, had a long break and is back now. "Steffi Graf", it it helps.
HB[/QUOTE]
Du hast 100 procent recht! Actually nothing with her service an yes indeed she is a Oase veteran. Do not know so many girls working already that long in BHH.
Big30
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[QUOTE=FKKman]Hi all,
I have been reading this forum for quite some time now but writing for the first time. I go fkk'ing very few times a year depending on my travel as it is quite far from home. I shud be in Frankfurt around 6th Sept for few days and would like to hit Oase.
So given your expertise who would you sugest as your top 5 to 10 must do and outstanding girls out there. As for what I am looking for. Well general stuff like nice long good service overall. Not the quick shark kind.
Also would you or any other ISG member be around then. How would the open area scene be then? Gangbang?
Also may visit Palace. Any suggestions for it too? Might also go duuseldorf. Which is the best place to go there.?
Thanks in advance[/QUOTE]After reading this forum for quite a while now..you have no list prepared ??
Thank God you are not my Wingman.
Seriously...do some homework
Smuler
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Three Great Kissers
Any of you who decided not to join Toscana at Oase yesterday made a good decision. I can’t remember a worse line-up, quantity or quality. Though of course there will always be enough tasty morsels around from which to make reasonable choices. I don’t think I sighted more than forty girls in all, and I saw both shifts. The surprising thing was that the second shift clocking on at around 17.00 was much less numerous than the first. It’s usually very different. Not many men either.
It wasn’t the weather: this was sublime, and almost everyone was out in the garden until dark. Even the barbecue and salads were OK, although it was very chilly by the time Toscana went out for a much needed star-lit top-up by the pool at around 22.30. It was great not having to join the usual scrums inside for poor food.
It was a strange old day, but not unsatisfactory. Firstly the only reason I went to Oase and not on up the A5 to World, where I had been told the line-ups are currently better, was the hope of seeing Luna, Dom Rep, once again. It was a hope, no more, because I knew she only worked weekends, and I wasn’t sure whether weekends meant Monday. Luna, who is a kind of black Doris Day in facial looks, has a great body and wonderful attitude, had made my day about two and a half weeks previously. I am hard put to remember a better GFE session at an FKK, ever. Within two minutes I had spied her at a distant table in the garden, so I was in luck. Or was I? When I approached her a little later with a smile and a big hello, she looked at me totally blankly and we passed each other without any further contact. So much for Toscana’s enduring and irresistible sexual aura, I thought, duly set back on my heels :-) :-) I didn’t see her again. Was it all a fantasy? A mirage perhaps? Another one to put down to experience.
Things then went uphill, and downhill. FKK life is nothing if not unpredictable. I had arrived at about 15.00 and was eventually to leave at around 23.00. I’d planned to stay longer, but had lost the urge by then, and it wasn’t much of an optical feast anyway. There were a few disappointments among those I interviewed, a good negative decision, and I still had three pretty good sessions.
Off limits were most of the Polish contingent; they were in a very bad mood. I don’t know why, as I can’t understand Polish. And judging by the anger of some of the exchanges I am not so unhappy that I don’t. It was nasty, vituperative stuff. All started in the garden, when one girl angrily broke off a session on one of the loungers with a German guy, and threw back insults to his manhood over her shoulder (in German, I got that bit) as she stormed back into the house. Don’t know what he did, he just looked around at everyone with a bit of a guilty smile, we were all a bit non-plussed. Later at the bar, a crowd of four Poles, including the one who thought the guy’s dick was about two centimetres long under a Jodrell telescope, was having a further loud argument about God know’s what two stools along from me. I didn’t know any of them, but there was no way I was going to submit Little Tosc or my fearful contracting testicles to any sort of service by this angry mob, that was for sure.
I’d done my homework a bit more thoroughly than normal this time, because I don’t know the later shift as well as the early one. So the forums had been sifted, and served me well. On my list of ones-to-watch-out-for was, for example, Christy from Colombia, recommended somewhere, I can’t remember where. In fact I didn’t find her, she propositioned me. She is Latin looking, plain face, a bit plump, with all natural C breasts and a round arse. All more or less in proportion. She told me she needed a fuck, and as I am a man, I needed a fuck as well, and she didn’t even expect me to marry her. What did I think of that offer? Well, not a lot, as it happened. She’s a funny gal, and I am sure it would have been a rollicking PSE ride around the room, but I am quite exacting on looks, and she didn’t set me alight in the slightest. So, I told her after a few minutes of such banter that I’d thought it over, would pass on the fuck and just marry her instead. She decided that was not the deal either, so we parted smiling regretfully, our lives entwined no further.
One girl I really wanted to take to the room was Isabella, Hungary, who has a pretty face and wonderful body. Unfortunately she said she doesn’t kiss, so my ambition waned. She’s a great looker though in my opinion. Anyone got a kiss out of her? You bastard.
I also went and sat by another one, whose body look had got the Toscana towel twitching a little. Tall, fine legs, long dark hair tied in a pony-tail, not the prettiest of faces, but with really shapely B breasts that looked a very promising handful. As soon as she told me her name (Alicia, Poland – but not one of the Angry Brigade), the warning bells rang loudly and I excused myself on the pretext of wanting to go and watch the pole dance now under way. I was probably lucky, as she has no admirers for her performance in the room.
So, after all this who did he take to the room, I hear you asking. In summary I was not disappointed. Two good sessions, one adequate, and all three fantastic kissers, a bar which Toscana sets very high when judging performance. These three were great.
Vivian, Hungary
Blonde hair in a page boy style
Quite tall, slim with long legs, maybe 170 cms
Mid-twenties
Nice B/C breasts, still quite puffy nipples
who the Master-of-the-Lists, Basketcase, claims breaks off her BBBJ too often. I called her over to the stone bench outside the sauna, where we talked a while. She’s a pleasant, easy-going woman who prefers to speak English. As if it is the most normal thing in the world when strangers meet for the first time, she soon got round to enquiring about her interlocuter’s sexual preferences and confirmed sweetly that all my little perversions were no problem for her at all. We were clearly warming to each other, so she got a mandate. She rose to seek out a room, but I steered her in the direction of the tree-top love nest which I hoped would be vacant. It was. The day was improving rapidly, despite Luna.
Vivian kisses very well indeed, it must be said. Long, lingering, tongue-twirling, eyes open stuff. And long minutes of it. Little Tosc was finding this much to his taste. Exploratory fingers found a rapidly moistening pussy too. Our passage to 69 was interrupted briefly by an impudent wasp, but fortunately it preferred my drink to any genitals on offer and we let it investigate that instead. Heaven on FKK-earth is a langurous session of sex with a nice looking, compliant blonde in the love nest at Oase, peaceful, secluded (relatively), romantic, with the gentle cooling breeze playing around your testicles. The world can go by.
Vivian didn’t commit any sins on the BBBJ front. If she broke away from the shaft, it was only to orgasm, which is surely allowed, BC? We enjoyed the sex as well, a series of not-so-ambitious positions, but including supported missionary gazing at those amazing trembling breasts, leading to a finish in doggy. During doggy I was able, en passant, to arch up and look down onto the outside café, and watch even more naked babes chatting over drinks at the tables. Where else in the world…?
Several hours later Vivian came over, lay down and chatted on the lounger next to mine. She would have liked another session, but accepted my refusal easily. It was that sort of day. Slow, but the girls were, Poles apart (nice pun?), happy to earn their sessions with conversation rather than “Zimmer, Schatzi?” nonsense.
With my next selection I fulfilled a long-held ambition. Until yesterday I must be the only man in the FKK-world never to have had a session with
Judith, Hungary
Close to thirty?
Andie MacDowell look
Sparkling light grey eyes you don’t forget
About 168 cms
Slim, A breasts, super soft skin
Although I had spoken with her a couple of years ago in the garden, we’d never sessioned, because she invariably does late shift, which I don’t so often. I was barely recovered from Vivian, but I feared I might never see her again that day if I let the chance slip, so I spoke to her on one of the indoor sofas. (In fact she, like Timea as well, later went long periods without being booked at all, so quiet was it, and I could have repeated with her as well).
Enough has probably been said about this charming girl. She has been around for years, but I’ve not seen one single negative report on her, and there are as we know enough idiots among the customers. Extraordinary record. She simply makes you feel the most desirable man in the world, and nothing is too much trouble for her. I told her to take her time, go slow, I’d told her what I wanted. Long, protracted DFK of the most special kind. She took me to heaven and back in sixty minutes. The reports are not exaggerated.
Several hours then went by, which I filled with most of the usual down-time pursuits at an FKK. After my brisk start with the Hungarians I thought there would time for quite a few sessions that day, but it didn’t work out like that. Long recuperation period. Feeling a bit jaded. Suddenly the girls didn’t seem so good-looking any more. Hardly noticing that they are, hey, naked. Several aborted interviews. A prolonged period of indecision which seems to inflict me annoyingly from time to time. I would clearly have to force myself either to go to the Kino, or cast away my doubts and march up to the bar to accost an unsuspecting
Anita, Poland (only on the fringe of the Angry Brigade)
Early twenties
About 165 cms
Dark brown wispy straight long hair
Pretty face
B breasts
Hard body
I am sorry, I was so busy looking at Anita’s tits that I completely forgot to ask her what all the fuss with the girls had been about! But they are nice tits, so you’ll have to indulge. Our conversation was slightly difficult, so I was having doubts, but Little Tosc had more or less made up his mind about entertaining this friendly girl. So she took us both into the mirrored room tucked in at the back near the upstairs showers. Yeah, good idea, nothing wrong with a good optics session. She then did what she does best: she lay right down on top of me, and kissed me. For ages. And well. Good news for Little Tosc who was able surreptitiously to initiate one of his favourite pastimes: dry humping. Anita went along with this happily too.
I then made an understandable mistake by extending to an hour. It turned out that the rest of Anita’s performance was not up to the standard of her kissing. A shame. And she’s a bit of a control freak. Kept wanting to shift positions, because “the blood is running into my head”. I felt like telling her that that happened to my dick all the time, what's the fuss about? Anyway, stuff like that, and increasingly as time went by. As you know, psychology plays a large role, even in paysex. Soon with all this fussiness I noticed a certain faiblesse in Little Tosc’s condition, which wasn’t really necessary and would have been temporary with a more confident provider. The Angst transferred to Anita, who started to apply more hand pressure, which reinforced my friend’s inability to concentrate. I suspect you have all experienced this atmosphere of, not exactly panic, but growing tension. Resorted to DATY to get out of this downward spiral and to make sure the hour was not foreshortened by failure. This worked quite well. Anita relaxed again, and I slurped away dutifully. In fact it was a pleasure, she’s got a great pussy. It took a long while, but she finally came as I for my part was beginning to long for a neck massage. A fresh bout of BBBJ at least got Little Tosc fit enough to enter the grotto for rounds of cowgirl and missionary, a feast in those mirrors. “You see”, she said triumphantly, “no problem”. Don’t get me wrong. She’s a good girl, but make sure you keep things under your control.
Shower, food, sauna, left with no regrets. Strange day though.
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[QUOTE=Toscana]
One girl I really wanted to take to the room was Isabella, Hungary, who has a pretty face and wonderful body. Unfortunately she said she doesn’t kiss, so my ambition waned. She’s a great looker though in my opinion. Anyone got a kiss out of her? You bastard.
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Must be over a year since I sessioned with her & she did kiss a little. I really liked her look & bod so I had to try her once. Nothing to write home about, but not as bad as I expected. Mob bosses kiss their capos with more passion than her. Her friend Ambra kisses like there's no tomorrow.
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Hungarian Gang
Hi All:
I am sure the regulars at Oase know there is a fairly big contingent of Hungarians at Oase. In fact, I know of a group of them who come to work at 10:00 and leave at midnight and these all share the same apartment (according to them).
Within this group, it seems like Vivien and Timea are the top two picks. If anyone has sessioned with either, would you be so kind to post a report?
Particularly:
- Does Vivien allow DATY and offer CIM? Does kissing and/or DATY cost extra?
- Does Timea allow DATY and offer CIM? Does kissing and/or DATY cost extra?
Thanks
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Information
To my knowledge, this forum is to provide information. To seasoned pros like Tosco and also to newbies such as myself.
This knocking of people, calling someone, the Master-of-the-Lists, is just ridiculous.
Quite honestly, I appreciate these "lists" and use them to my advantage.
If you do not wish to use such lists. Fine.
Many people such as the " Master-of-the-Lists, " have provided information, over the years, that have saved me time, money and enhanced my visits to FKK Land. Let's leave these personal snubs to yourself.
This knocking of people, who do try to provide valuable information to the forum is unacceptable.
Strato
[QUOTE=Toscana]Any of you who decided not to join Toscana at Oase yesterday made a good decision. I can’t remember a worse line-up, quantity or quality. Though of course there will always be enough tasty morsels around from which to make reasonable choices. I don’t think I sighted more than forty girls in all, and I saw both shifts. The surprising thing was that the second shift clocking on at around 17.00 was much less numerous than the first. It’s usually very different. Not many men either.
It wasn’t the weather: this was sublime, and almost everyone was out in the garden until dark. Even the barbecue and salads were OK, although it was very chilly by the time Toscana went out for a much needed star-lit top-up by the pool at around 22.30. It was great not having to join the usual scrums inside for poor food.
It was a strange old day, but not unsatisfactory. Firstly the only reason I went to Oase and not on up the A5 to World, where I had been told the line-ups are currently better, was the hope of seeing Luna, Dom Rep, once again. It was a hope, no more, because I knew she only worked weekends, and I wasn’t sure whether weekends meant Monday. Luna, who is a kind of black Doris Day in facial looks, has a great body and wonderful attitude, had made my day about two and a half weeks previously. I am hard put to remember a better GFE session at an FKK, ever. Within two minutes I had spied her at a distant table in the garden, so I was in luck. Or was I? When I approached her a little later with a smile and a big hello, she looked at me totally blankly and we passed each other without any further contact. So much for Toscana’s enduring and irresistible sexual aura, I thought, duly set back on my heels :-) :-) I didn’t see her again. Was it all a fantasy? A mirage perhaps? Another one to put down to experience.
Things then went uphill, and downhill. FKK life is nothing if not unpredictable. I had arrived at about 15.00 and was eventually to leave at around 23.00. I’d planned to stay longer, but had lost the urge by then, and it wasn’t much of an optical feast anyway. There were a few disappointments among those I interviewed, a good negative decision, and I still had three pretty good sessions.
Off limits were most of the Polish contingent; they were in a very bad mood. I don’t know why, as I can’t understand Polish. And judging by the anger of some of the exchanges I am not so unhappy that I don’t. It was nasty, vituperative stuff. All started in the garden, when one girl angrily broke off a session on one of the loungers with a German guy, and threw back insults to his manhood over her shoulder (in German, I got that bit) as she stormed back into the house. Don’t know what he did, he just looked around at everyone with a bit of a guilty smile, we were all a bit non-plussed. Later at the bar, a crowd of four Poles, including the one who thought the guy’s dick was about two centimetres long under a Jodrell telescope, was having a further loud argument about God know’s what two stools along from me. I didn’t know any of them, but there was no way I was going to submit Little Tosc or my fearful contracting testicles to any sort of service by this angry mob, that was for sure.
I’d done my homework a bit more thoroughly than normal this time, because I don’t know the later shift as well as the early one. So the forums had been sifted, and served me well. On my list of ones-to-watch-out-for was, for example, Christy from Colombia, recommended somewhere, I can’t remember where. In fact I didn’t find her, she propositioned me. She is Latin looking, plain face, a bit plump, with all natural C breasts and a round arse. All more or less in proportion. She told me she needed a fuck, and as I am a man, I needed a fuck as well, and she didn’t even expect me to marry her. What did I think of that offer? Well, not a lot, as it happened. She’s a funny gal, and I am sure it would have been a rollicking PSE ride around the room, but I am quite exacting on looks, and she didn’t set me alight in the slightest. So, I told her after a few minutes of such banter that I’d thought it over, would pass on the fuck and just marry her instead. She decided that was not the deal either, so we parted smiling regretfully, our lives entwined no further.
One girl I really wanted to take to the room was Isabella, Hungary, who has a pretty face and wonderful body. Unfortunately she said she doesn’t kiss, so my ambition waned. She’s a great looker though in my opinion. Anyone got a kiss out of her? You bastard.
I also went and sat by another one, whose body look had got the Toscana towel twitching a little. Tall, fine legs, long dark hair tied in a pony-tail, not the prettiest of faces, but with really shapely B breasts that looked a very promising handful. As soon as she told me her name (Alicia, Poland – but not one of the Angry Brigade), the warning bells rang loudly and I excused myself on the pretext of wanting to go and watch the pole dance now under way. I was probably lucky, as she has no admirers for her performance in the room.
So, after all this who did he take to the room, I hear you asking. In summary I was not disappointed. Two good sessions, one adequate, and all three fantastic kissers, a bar which Toscana sets very high when judging performance. These three were great.
Vivian, Hungary
Blonde hair in a page boy style
Quite tall, slim with long legs, maybe 170 cms
Mid-twenties
Nice B/C breasts, still quite puffy nipples
who the Master-of-the-Lists, Basketcase, claims breaks off her BBBJ too often. I called her over to the stone bench outside the sauna, where we talked a while. She’s a pleasant, easy-going woman who prefers to speak English. As if it is the most normal thing in the world when strangers meet for the first time, she soon got round to enquiring about her interlocuter’s sexual preferences and confirmed sweetly that all my little perversions were no problem for her at all. We were clearly warming to each other, so she got a mandate. She rose to seek out a room, but I steered her in the direction of the tree-top love nest which I hoped would be vacant. It was. The day was improving rapidly, despite Luna.
Vivian kisses very well indeed, it must be said. Long, lingering, tongue-twirling, eyes open stuff. And long minutes of it. Little Tosc was finding this much to his taste. Exploratory fingers found a rapidly moistening pussy too. Our passage to 69 was interrupted briefly by an impudent wasp, but fortunately it preferred my drink to any genitals on offer and we let it investigate that instead. Heaven on FKK-earth is a langurous session of sex with a nice looking, compliant blonde in the love nest at Oase, peaceful, secluded (relatively), romantic, with the gentle cooling breeze playing around your testicles. The world can go by.
Vivian didn’t commit any sins on the BBBJ front. If she broke away from the shaft, it was only to orgasm, which is surely allowed, BC? We enjoyed the sex as well, a series of not-so-ambitious positions, but including supported missionary gazing at those amazing trembling breasts, leading to a finish in doggy. During doggy I was able, en passant, to arch up and look down onto the outside café, and watch even more naked babes chatting over drinks at the tables. Where else in the world…?
Several hours later Vivian came over, lay down and chatted on the lounger next to mine. She would have liked another session, but accepted my refusal easily. It was that sort of day. Slow, but the girls were, Poles apart (nice pun?), happy to earn their sessions with conversation rather than “Zimmer, Schatzi?” nonsense.
With my next selection I fulfilled a long-held ambition. Until yesterday I must be the only man in the FKK-world never to have had a session with
Judith, Hungary
Close to thirty?
Andie MacDowell look
Sparkling light grey eyes you don’t forget
About 168 cms
Slim, A breasts, super soft skin
Although I had spoken with her a couple of years ago in the garden, we’d never sessioned, because she invariably does late shift, which I don’t so often. I was barely recovered from Vivian, but I feared I might never see her again that day if I let the chance slip, so I spoke to her on one of the indoor sofas. (In fact she, like Timea as well, later went long periods without being booked at all, so quiet was it, and I could have repeated with her as well).
Enough has probably been said about this charming girl. She has been around for years, but I’ve not seen one single negative report on her, and there are as we know enough idiots among the customers. Extraordinary record. She simply makes you feel the most desirable man in the world, and nothing is too much trouble for her. I told her to take her time, go slow, I’d told her what I wanted. Long, protracted DFK of the most special kind. She took me to heaven and back in sixty minutes. The reports are not exaggerated.
Several hours then went by, which I filled with most of the usual down-time pursuits at an FKK. After my brisk start with the Hungarians I thought there would time for quite a few sessions that day, but it didn’t work out like that. Long recuperation period. Feeling a bit jaded. Suddenly the girls didn’t seem so good-looking any more. Hardly noticing that they are, hey, naked. Several aborted interviews. A prolonged period of indecision which seems to inflict me annoyingly from time to time. I would clearly have to force myself either to go to the Kino, or cast away my doubts and march up to the bar to accost an unsuspecting
Anita, Poland (only on the fringe of the Angry Brigade)
Early twenties
About 165 cms
Dark brown wispy straight long hair
Pretty face
B breasts
Hard body
I am sorry, I was so busy looking at Anita’s tits that I completely forgot to ask her what all the fuss with the girls had been about! But they are nice tits, so you’ll have to indulge. Our conversation was slightly difficult, so I was having doubts, but Little Tosc had more or less made up his mind about entertaining this friendly girl. So she took us both into the mirrored room tucked in at the back near the upstairs showers. Yeah, good idea, nothing wrong with a good optics session. She then did what she does best: she lay right down on top of me, and kissed me. For ages. And well. Good news for Little Tosc who was able surreptitiously to initiate one of his favourite pastimes: dry humping. Anita went along with this happily too.
I then made an understandable mistake by extending to an hour. It turned out that the rest of Anita’s performance was not up to the standard of her kissing. A shame. And she’s a bit of a control freak. Kept wanting to shift positions, because “the blood is running into my head”. I felt like telling her that that happened to my dick all the time, what's the fuss about? Anyway, stuff like that, and increasingly as time went by. As you know, psychology plays a large role, even in paysex. Soon with all this fussiness I noticed a certain faiblesse in Little Tosc’s condition, which wasn’t really necessary and would have been temporary with a more confident provider. The Angst transferred to Anita, who started to apply more hand pressure, which reinforced my friend’s inability to concentrate. I suspect you have all experienced this atmosphere of, not exactly panic, but growing tension. Resorted to DATY to get out of this downward spiral and to make sure the hour was not foreshortened by failure. This worked quite well. Anita relaxed again, and I slurped away dutifully. In fact it was a pleasure, she’s got a great pussy. It took a long while, but she finally came as I for my part was beginning to long for a neck massage. A fresh bout of BBBJ at least got Little Tosc fit enough to enter the grotto for rounds of cowgirl and missionary, a feast in those mirrors. “You see”, she said triumphantly, “no problem”. Don’t get me wrong. She’s a good girl, but make sure you keep things under your control.
Shower, food, sauna, left with no regrets. Strange day though.[/QUOTE]
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[QUOTE=Cimlover]Hi All:
I am sure the regulars at Oase know there is a fairly big contingent of Hungarians at Oase. In fact, I know of a group of them who come to work at 10:00 and leave at midnight and these all share the same apartment (according to them).
Within this group, it seems like Vivien and Timea are the top two picks. If anyone has sessioned with either, would you be so kind to post a report?
Particularly:
- Does Vivien allow DATY and offer CIM? Does kissing and/or DATY cost extra?
- Does Timea allow DATY and offer CIM? Does kissing and/or DATY cost extra?
Thanks[/QUOTE]Bit of self-help would go far. Three posts below for Vivien! (Or was your post delayed?) A simple search will find you many reports on Timea.
Both do DATY and CIM. Kissing and DATY no extra cost.
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Hungarian Vivien
[QUOTE=Toscana]Bit of self-help would go far. Three posts below for Vivien! (Or was your post delayed? ) A simple search will find you many reports on Timea.
Both do DATY and CIM. Kissing and DATY no extra cost.[/QUOTE]A newbie I was chatting with told me privately that Vivien was adamant about not offering DATY, according to him, Vivien simply "hated" being licked. This guy told me he was drooling all over but one of the prettiest and tightest pussies was off-limit to his tongue.
If any of you managed to get DATY from Vivien, perhaps you two clicked or perhaps Vivien has recently succumbed to the pressure of guys requesting it frequently or would risk losing the business. Is there anyone else out there who was just as lucky as Toscana who got DATY from Vivien? BC? EL?
Thanks