The forbidden fruit in Karama
Hello friends,
I have done my share of RTFF but haven't been able to crack the code to partake the boobsof the famed Yaya! Can any of the seniors please nudge me in the right direction?
Best regards,
TR
Another FR this time at the Rooftop spa with a view
Arrived in Dubai early this morning. I am in Dxb about two days every fortnight. Therefore I cannot hope to be as prolific here as some of the resident punters. Nevertheless RTFF for me is a fun exercise with due rewards at the end of a solution. From amongst the list of probable solutions that I had Rick Jr, who maintains the decisive say in the matter, chose the aforementioned spa, certainly compelled by the spellbinding reports of Misters Joe and Gunner. The clues to the location are strewn in this forum over the last two to three months albeit disjointed.
Jr asked me to call up first and confirm availability of Leah. Groan! Leah is in Oman. Hard and luckless, Jr chose to try his luck. We proceeded to the vicinity of ADCB, Regal and Atrium. Entered the hotel. No stopping, no query. Right up the eighth floor and the lift opens into the spa reception. There is no preparation time as one walks right into the Hello zone of the delectable but milfy Ms Jenny. "I want her!" sprang the Jr. While I rested my elbows on the counter, cupped my chin in my palms and engaged in a sparkling deal with Jenny. Slapped Jr down, no tits on her boy!
"350/- for one and half hour of Moroccan", she said.
"No way when my friend Mr Gunner had the same for 300/ ".
She promptly agreed, obviously not willing to lose him as a client.
"Sure Leah is not here?
"Nope, but I will give you someone as good as her who will leave you very happy".
Dina there was smiling coyly in the dark areas of the spa where, Jr importantly, and I could make no good assessment of her.
She led us to a massage room and the decline started already. She looks the kind who can draw on my chivalry, I may lift the bags of this innocent and insecure looking one, offer her my seat. Yeah I have some good in me but getting into her pants. No. Jr withdrew into his sheath wishing me a good massage and wash.
Into the shorts, she daintily covered my body with a towel when I was face down and a long weak massage ensued. I asked for the towel to be withdrawn and she did. Massaging me while sitting all over me she asked me, " Sir, is it OK? "Harder, harder" was my response shamelessly using the ecstatically urging of the opposite sex. It continued regardless.
Was flipped over. Waited for the query while Rick Jr snored loudly. None came. Finally I pointed out that I was there for the specials also. She turned pink. A f'ing one year Viet veteran at that spa blushed at that suggestion. It thought the Creator had stopped manufacturing that shade. Jr gurgled. If he was not such an important part of me I would have strangled him.
"I'll give you a hand", she suggested. Bull f'ing shit you will.
"Dina I want mouth too", no. C'Mon. OK". Yeah girl. Give me five. And give it to me during the steam (as I had learned from Mr Gunner). Alright. Whew!
Hereafter full access was allowed. Medium tits, nipples like bullets and aroused. Shaved puss, small but tight butt. No DFK but she had a Viet breath and I did not want it.
Into the steam room which was two rooms away and I did not like the shift but had no choice. Left all my belongings behind including money and it was untouched when I returned.
Climbed onto the slab for the wash and scrub still with shorts on. She left to change into some short denim shorts and when back started with a hot rinse. Now she realized that she had forgotten to start the steam and left again to do that while I lay soaked and shivering. She came back and the steam filled up fast. She now scrubbed me in all nooks and corners and crevices while discarding the soggy shorts. My hands started roaming all over while Jr, roused out of his siesta by a hot shower and a rub, got up to take notice. The rub and tug started in gusto. She lowered her shorts and lingerie down and pulled my hand into her to probe. When I withdrew to change my posture she would quickly pull it back in again. Fed me on her nipples alternating one for the other periodically. But I wanted mouth. Reminded her and she got down to it in the right earnest, deep throat when urged fondling the sac and later rimming as well. The blow technique was however just plain pistoning with no suction and no tongue play. You woke me up for this, Jr seemed to say rolling his eyes and gnashing his teeth, enveloping me in the same breath that your nose studiously avoided. Well, must get some of my money's worth, I returned. She had already taken her 200/- prior to the act.
Jr took his time. She is no Lina who can wake up the dead and Jr was in a foul mood and not relenting without making her work for her money.
He came and disallowed warning her, such an unchivalrous bastard. As soon as the first release hit her she withdrew and continued the HJ till Jr was exhausted and spent.
Cleaned up, showered, returned to my clothes, dressed and stepped out. Met Jenny at the counter and flirted again suggesting that would like to be a putty in her hands.
"What about the tits?" demanded Jr.
"Shut up".
"Bye bye Jenny. ".
"Come again Mister".
"Into you, ah sure".
Girl (name Dina) 5
Rack. 5
Massage. 4
GFE. 2
BBJ. 6
Damage 300 + 200 (45' massage + 45' bath).
WIR. Never for her and not till Leah return or Jenny takes matters in her own hands. I will ask her for certain.
Well tomorrow I meet an Egyptian pleasure passed on by a friend. FR will follow.
Decided to follow the above with a lunch at the Indian restaurants at Karama. Also decided to recce the area in search of Yaya. Walked from Lulu Center, crossed the road, walked along the edge of the park studying all the building on the left. Turned right at the corner and walked till the first restaurant. Studied all the establishment boards on the building before the turn and walked into the lobbies of both the tower on the building just before the first restaurant. Found nothing that could suggest a flower spa. Guys you probably know I have missed it by a whisker and you know that I have worked on the clues. Give me a nudge will ya. Please.
Ahoy!
Great reference of clapton and his infamus slow hand technique.
I miss cherry and her oral skills but now I have 1 sucking machine close to my office and close to my pad. Never a dull. Moment.
[QUOTE=DoubleShooter;1765525]This is the Shooter's price point also. The tip has always been well earned. The Shooter has been tempted by the line up but has always succumbed to the lure of Cherry's oral skills. She has what you might call an "Eric Clapton" style of fellatio. Instead of a "slow hand" you experience a slow tongue, languorously licking your lollipop. Sheer bliss. She goes on and on and on, up to the hour and beyond.
Word of warning: if you're the type of guy who likes a more vigorous BJ, she does not seem to have that in her repertoire. She operates in first gear only, which is great for edging and prolonging the pleasure, but insufficient if you need a burst of speed to reach escape velocity![/QUOTE]