Prague

I've pretty much been lurking here, going to try to set that straight from now.

Had a few days in Prague, tried Neon, SP and a private.

Neon (daytime): Ok place, except pushy girls.

Couldn't sit down before they one after one came over trying to get me to room.

Tried two girls, both pros that've worked there for a long time;

A curvy 25y/o with amazing tits and a cute black girl with a great body.

The latter was definately the best.

No extras offered or given in both sessions.

Damage: As listed on website

SP (evening): Tried the old Dolly place first, bad selection, asked them to drive me to Slezska.

No problem. Much better selection and I found a great girl well worth the hour.

Cute, girl-next-door type with the tightest pussy I've tried in a good while. No extras, though.

I like this place much better than old Dolly, you have better overview of the girls and better staff (this day atleast).

Damage: As listed on website

Best experience was a private on Katerinska Street (I think it has multiple names on EOL).

Tried Nicole: [url]http://bit. Ly/4NClf8[/url]

Looks, service, everything: 10/10

She sucked me bone dry. Twice. In one hour.

Can't recommend her enough.

There were 5 girls available when I was there, of which 2 were very doable.

Damage: 1500+500

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Did Nicole speak english, because it says on the site that she doesnt ?? And has anyone tried this club: [url]http://www.escort-guide.cz/podnik.php?id=369[/url] or tried this girl: [url]http://www.escort-guide.cz/girl855.htm[/url] ??

[QUOTE=Pedernord]Best experience was a private on Katerinska Street (I think it has multiple names on EOL).

Tried Nicole: [url]http://bit. Ly/4NClf8[/url]

Looks, service, everything: 10/10

She sucked me bone dry. Twice. In one hour.

Can't recommend her enough.

There were 5 girls available when I was there, of which 2 were very doable.

Damage: 1500+500

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[QUOTE=Randolp]Did Nicole speak english, because it says on the site that she doesnt ??[/QUOTE]

She doesn't speak English at all. But she doesn't need English because she kissing, licking, and sucking all the time. Fantastic!!!

[QUOTE=Ballentine30]She doesn't speak English at all. But she doesn't need English because she kissing, licking, and sucking all the time. Fantastic!!![/QUOTE]Correct, but there are girls who speak english there that can assist or translate for you.

Have fun!

Hello, ISG community.

I'm a 22 years old European guy living in Prague. I'm a virgin. This situation is extremely hard to live for me, I have the feeling to be in a vicious circle.

I don't have any sexual experience so my confidence level is low, so I'm not able to get laid. Etc.

I've been living in Czech Republic for some months now, and altough it is safe for me to say that I got better at flirting with girls, I didn't pop my cherry. I'm seeing some Czech and Russian girls once in a while but it doesn't seem to be going anywhere.

I'm getting always more frustrated day after day NOT to be able to enjoy sex with girls I find attractive, especially in such a crazy city that is Prague. It is a kind of permanent mental torture.

I want to put an end to this situation. I firmly believe that once my cherry will be popped, this mental barrier will be gone and I won't fear going intimate anymore.

Hence my post on this board. I really need your help here guys.

I was thinking of going to a private because it sounds less stressful but I'm not really sure to be honest. K5 looks rather nice also.

Do you think I should go to a private and explain my situation?

Do you know any particular, good-looking, kind girl famous for dealing with guys in my situation? I'm not looking for anything fancy (no big tits, etc.), it wouldn't help me I guess. Just a cute girl with normal breasts and a beautiful ass.

Should I go for 30min or 1h? I don't think I will need more than some minutes but some foreplay could be nice to relieve stress maybe? Some afterplay also.

I'm open for any advice you can offer. From the bottom of my heart, thank you.

I am looking for some freebie contact by internet. Any one could recommand a czech ( or polish ) web-site for such contact a bit same as [url]www.mamba.ru[/url] for russian speaking freebie?

[QUOTE=Iron Virg]
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Should I go for 30min or 1h? I don't think I will need more than some minutes but some foreplay could be nice to relieve stress maybe? Some afterplay also.
...
[/QUOTE]
Begin with 30 minutes because you may extend your meeting (especially in K5, in the room, there is a telephone that the lady would use to inform the staff that you would stay 30 minutes or 2 hours more)

Radar.

Always have your radar on.

Being stuck at the airport waiting for weather to clear is usually a rather nerve-grinding experience and my day enjoying the confines of the Prague airport was seemingly going to be just that. With snowy weather cancelling all flights in and out, even though I was merely a 2-hour flight from a waiting Moldovan chick in Odessa, my mood was sullen and my cock, morbidly flaccid.

But fate rewards the faithfully observant and I spotted a potential way to pass the time more pleasantly.

A somewhat older, yet pretty girl with an athletically thin figure will occasionally escape my attention, but something about this pale blue-eyed, dark brown-haired woman attracted me. It was something in her pleasant smile and bright, intelligent eyes.

I say woman, as a girl she no longer was. Considering that Slavic girls seemingly age more quickly than their continental sisters, I guesstimated about 40, but in fact she was 38.

Really MILFs are not my normal choice of target, but hey… beggars can’t be chosers and with evening approaching and all flights to Odessa cancelled for the day, I was begging.

We met and discussed normal travel banter. She was Lithuanian and flying back to Vilnius. I was Doctor Skank, a notorious sex fiend. Something about that mix worked and we were instantly attracted to one another. She would later confess that she “chose” me, even though she thought I might be boring because of the permenant scowl I wear on my face. It’s my airport look and has served me well through 2 decades of air travel, dealing with passport control, customs and other perils.

While the other transit passenger victims pettily argued with the service desk over unavailable hotel rooms at the airport and refreshment vouchers, I had realized in the roughly 2 hour conversation I had with her that she was open to suggestion, as she had dropped such hints as “separated from husband”, “people are so lonely these days” and “I want to have a spontaneous Christmas party”. In fact, if I would drop the ball on this one, I’d have to revoke my minor league playah license. She was beating me over the head with her clit, figuratively speaking.

Without hesitating too long, I managed to get some minor touching in and during a walk through the increasingly dark and abandoned airport, I had drawn her body close to mine and felt her breath quicken as her body pressed against me. Too early for a kiss I thought, I still had made my interest, and intentions, known. I rather unceremoniously popped the question inbetween banter, suggesting we celebrate Christmas together and get a hotel so we could shower and relax with a drink or two or as I elegantly put it “be human again” after being herded around like animals from one disinformation counter to the next. She agreed and the deal was set.

During the taxi ride to the city I’d felt it was time, and as we’d begun kissing in the car, she moaned almost orgasmically as her body tightened and contracted with every pressing thrust of our lashing tongues. Not sure that 40ish couples are supposed to make out like this, but we put many a teenage pair to shame. Moreover, I was completely convinced that an exciting night lay ahead.

Arriving at the hotel at about 1am, we bought some canned beer from the reception, went to the spacious room and took showers separately, eventually falling onto the couch, feeling decidedly human again. Making a couple of toasts to yuletide cheer, I kissed her passionately and began feeling under her robe, fondling and clutching her small yet firm and responsive breasts, attacking them with my flicking tongue.

My probing hands were pleasantly surprised by her athletic figure. She had been a circus acrobat as a girl and since had “maintained physical discipline”, as she put it. Her body felt as good as any aerobic instructor’s, smallish yet receptive breasts with perky nipples that got rock hard with my tongue-flicking, a smooth thin waist, her alabaster skin barely concealing the chiselled muscles of her abs and a delightfully perky ass, firm yet with the perfect amount of womanly softness reminding me why it’s great to be a man.

I left her pussy alone for now, but could already feel it’s sopping heat.

Picking her now nude body up as she stroked my hard tool with her hand while uttering noises that sounded like a mixture of sobbing and whimpering, we fell onto the bed and I continued my tongue attack, spreading her legs as I kissed her wanton mouth, her inviting neck, the hardened nipples and finally running my tongue across her perfect abs until I reached her holiest of holies, her oven of feminine delights.

My tongue licking her crack below her freshly shaved landing strip bush, she shook and moaned with delight as I went to work on her pussy. Not sure how long it had been, or how horny and wanton she really was, but she was already going off like a rocket and we were barely 15 minutes into the culmination of our Christmas party.

After about five minutes of my stroking her clit with my tongue, her body was quivering in extended orgasm and she was begging me to mount her. Sliding up her body, my prod in hand, I slipped it into her oiled cavern effortlessly, even though she was very tight. Even though I thought she’d given her best already, sliding into her she uttered a guttural groan and seemingly shifted into overdrive.

I abused her as best I could, slamming into her deeper and deeper, clawing and biting her flesh, but there was no amount of punishment that this woman could not take. I was giving her a supremely athletic and skilled performance, yet this woman kept demanding more from me.

I spread her legs and pressed them up against her body, pounding without pardon or apology. She screamed and shook but took it like a champ. I maneuvered to a sideways position, her on her back while I slid in from the side, manipulating her clit with my free hand. She o’d again and shook with quivering abandon.

I flipped her around and pounded her from behind, slamming into her as I slapped her ass repeatedly, her wet pussy sloshing around my piston tool.

And then I saw it. Staring up at me like a glorious star.

Indeed, the spirit of giving was in the air and I decided I was giving her a prod up the ass. Merry Fucking Christmas.

Without asking, I pulled out and started licking her pussy from behind, then extending my licking up into her ass crack and attacking her hole with my tongue. She squealed and wiggled with delight. I whipped her body around again, laying her on her back, using my hand to smear more pussy juice around her already greased ass. I slipped a finger in her ass as I continued to lick her pussy and ass, moving my finger around as I stretched her star and felt her relax. I greased my own tool with saliva and pussy juice which was already wetting the bed below us and started easing into her slowly, using the head of my cock to stretch and loosen her sphincter before sliding in…. ¼, ½… paydirt.

Sliding into her slowly at first, I increased my tempo as she moaned and strained to take my tool, relaxing her body more and more to the point that I could slide in and out at will.

The tightness of her chamber felt fantastic, the coarse yet smooth walls of her anus stimulating my engorged and stiff member.

I’m really not an anally-obsessed guy, but this was just too easy I thought and pulling out for a second, I flipped her back into doggy and with her ass arched succumbingly into the air , I stood up on the bed and supporting myself with one hand, eased my tool into her butt again. Getting past the already closed sphincter took a second or two, but once past her gate it was smooth sailing again and I started to pump away.

Her screams were different than before and I’m not sure she was enjoying it, but she certainly wasn’t stopping me. A minute or two later, the position was kind of awkward, so I drew us to the side and we lay beside each other as I continued fucking her ass from behind.

This was a lot more comfortable and getting better leverage, I felt the swell of my orgasm reaching the boiling point and with a grunting moan as I squeezed her neck, I blew my seed into her ass… shaking as several shots pumped out of me. Pulling out and flipping her back to face me, she looked at me wantonly, her flushed face and bloodshot eyes revealing her pleasure. Some cum had spilled onto her stomach and I dipped my finger in it… smearing her lips with it and making her taste it. She licked and tasted, uttering a mere “sweet”.

After a minute or so of relative silence and empassioned grabs and clutches, her body relaxing again, she looked into my eyes and asked “Who are you?”.

“the guy from the airport” I answered and we laughed.

A quick shower and collapsing onto the bed, we slept until morning where I would wake her with kisses and a dick in her seemingly omni-juicy pussy.

I have to do this more often I thought.

[QUOTE=Doctor_Skank]Radar.

Always have your radar on.

Being stuck at the airport waiting for weather to clear is usually a rather nerve-grinding experience and my day enjoying the confines of the Prague airport was seemingly going to be just that. With snowy weather cancelling all flights in and out, even though I was merely a 2-hour flight from a waiting Moldovan chick in Odessa, my mood was sullen and my cock, morbidly flaccid.

But fate rewards the faithfully observant and I spotted a potential way to pass the time more pleasantly.

A somewhat older, yet pretty girl with an athletically thin figure will occasionally escape my attention, but something about this pale blue-eyed, dark brown-haired woman attracted me. It was something in her pleasant smile and bright, intelligent eyes.

I say woman, as a girl she no longer was. Considering that Slavic girls seemingly age more quickly than their continental sisters, I guesstimated about 40, but in fact she was 38.

Really MILFs are not my normal choice of target, but hey… beggars can’t be chosers and with evening approaching and all flights to Odessa cancelled for the day, I was begging.

We met and discussed normal travel banter. She was Lithuanian and flying back to Vilnius. I was Doctor Skank, a notorious sex fiend. Something about that mix worked and we were instantly attracted to one another. She would later confess that she “chose” me, even though she thought I might be boring because of the permenant scowl I wear on my face. It’s my airport look and has served me well through 2 decades of air travel, dealing with passport control, customs and other perils.

While the other transit passenger victims pettily argued with the service desk over unavailable hotel rooms at the airport and refreshment vouchers, I had realized in the roughly 2 hour conversation I had with her that she was open to suggestion, as she had dropped such hints as “separated from husband”, “people are so lonely these days” and “I want to have a spontaneous Christmas party”. In fact, if I would drop the ball on this one, I’d have to revoke my minor league playah license. She was beating me over the head with her clit, figuratively speaking.

Without hesitating too long, I managed to get some minor touching in and during a walk through the increasingly dark and abandoned airport, I had drawn her body close to mine and felt her breath quicken as her body pressed against me. Too early for a kiss I thought, I still had made my interest, and intentions, known. I rather unceremoniously popped the question inbetween banter, suggesting we celebrate Christmas together and get a hotel so we could shower and relax with a drink or two or as I elegantly put it “be human again” after being herded around like animals from one disinformation counter to the next. She agreed and the deal was set.

During the taxi ride to the city I’d felt it was time, and as we’d begun kissing in the car, she moaned almost orgasmically as her body tightened and contracted with every pressing thrust of our lashing tongues. Not sure that 40ish couples are supposed to make out like this, but we put many a teenage pair to shame. Moreover, I was completely convinced that an exciting night lay ahead.

Arriving at the hotel at about 1am, we bought some canned beer from the reception, went to the spacious room and took showers separately, eventually falling onto the couch, feeling decidedly human again. Making a couple of toasts to yuletide cheer, I kissed her passionately and began feeling under her robe, fondling and clutching her small yet firm and responsive breasts, attacking them with my flicking tongue.

My probing hands were pleasantly surprised by her athletic figure. She had been a circus acrobat as a girl and since had “maintained physical discipline”, as she put it. Her body felt as good as any aerobic instructor’s, smallish yet receptive breasts with perky nipples that got rock hard with my tongue-flicking, a smooth thin waist, her alabaster skin barely concealing the chiselled muscles of her abs and a delightfully perky ass, firm yet with the perfect amount of womanly softness reminding me why it’s great to be a man.

I left her pussy alone for now, but could already feel it’s sopping heat.

Picking her now nude body up as she stroked my hard tool with her hand while uttering noises that sounded like a mixture of sobbing and whimpering, we fell onto the bed and I continued my tongue attack, spreading her legs as I kissed her wanton mouth, her inviting neck, the hardened nipples and finally running my tongue across her perfect abs until I reached her holiest of holies, her oven of feminine delights.

My tongue licking her crack below her freshly shaved landing strip bush, she shook and moaned with delight as I went to work on her pussy. Not sure how long it had been, or how horny and wanton she really was, but she was already going off like a rocket and we were barely 15 minutes into the culmination of our Christmas party.

After about five minutes of my stroking her clit with my tongue, her body was quivering in extended orgasm and she was begging me to mount her. Sliding up her body, my prod in hand, I slipped it into her oiled cavern effortlessly, even though she was very tight. Even though I thought she’d given her best already, sliding into her she uttered a guttural groan and seemingly shifted into overdrive.

I abused her as best I could, slamming into her deeper and deeper, clawing and biting her flesh, but there was no amount of punishment that this woman could not take. I was giving her a supremely athletic and skilled performance, yet this woman kept demanding more from me.

I spread her legs and pressed them up against her body, pounding without pardon or apology. She screamed and shook but took it like a champ. I maneuvered to a sideways position, her on her back while I slid in from the side, manipulating her clit with my free hand. She o’d again and shook with quivering abandon.

I flipped her around and pounded her from behind, slamming into her as I slapped her ass repeatedly, her wet pussy sloshing around my piston tool.

And then I saw it. Staring up at me like a glorious star.

Indeed, the spirit of giving was in the air and I decided I was giving her a prod up the ass. Merry Fucking Christmas.

Without asking, I pulled out and started licking her pussy from behind, then extending my licking up into her ass crack and attacking her hole with my tongue. She squealed and wiggled with delight. I whipped her body around again, laying her on her back, using my hand to smear more pussy juice around her already greased ass. I slipped a finger in her ass as I continued to lick her pussy and ass, moving my finger around as I stretched her star and felt her relax. I greased my own tool with saliva and pussy juice which was already wetting the bed below us and started easing into her slowly, using the head of my cock to stretch and loosen her sphincter before sliding in…. ¼, ½… paydirt.

Sliding into her slowly at first, I increased my tempo as she moaned and strained to take my tool, relaxing her body more and more to the point that I could slide in and out at will.

The tightness of her chamber felt fantastic, the coarse yet smooth walls of her anus stimulating my engorged and stiff member.

I’m really not an anally-obsessed guy, but this was just too easy I thought and pulling out for a second, I flipped her back into doggy and with her ass arched succumbingly into the air , I stood up on the bed and supporting myself with one hand, eased my tool into her butt again. Getting past the already closed sphincter took a second or two, but once past her gate it was smooth sailing again and I started to pump away.

Her screams were different than before and I’m not sure she was enjoying it, but she certainly wasn’t stopping me. A minute or two later, the position was kind of awkward, so I drew us to the side and we lay beside each other as I continued fucking her ass from behind.

This was a lot more comfortable and getting better leverage, I felt the swell of my orgasm reaching the boiling point and with a grunting moan as I squeezed her neck, I blew my seed into her ass… shaking as several shots pumped out of me. Pulling out and flipping her back to face me, she looked at me wantonly, her flushed face and bloodshot eyes revealing her pleasure. Some cum had spilled onto her stomach and I dipped my finger in it… smearing her lips with it and making her taste it. She licked and tasted, uttering a mere “sweet”.

After a minute or so of relative silence and empassioned grabs and clutches, her body relaxing again, she looked into my eyes and asked “Who are you?”.

“the guy from the airport” I answered and we laughed.

A quick shower and collapsing onto the bed, we slept until morning where I would wake her with kisses and a dick in her seemingly omni-juicy pussy.

I have to do this more often I thought.[/QUOTE]

Doc, you have outdone yourself. You use the perfect opportunity and didn't let it go to waste, bravo man, bravo.

Instead of the usual complaining and seeking of services that usually populates this thread, you have given me a Christmas present with a great story of conquest.

Merry Christmas....

[QUOTE=Doctor_Skank]Radar.

Always have your radar on.

Being stuck at the airport waiting for weather to clear is usually a rather nerve-grinding experience and my day enjoying the confines of the Prague airport was seemingly going to be just that. With snowy weather cancelling all flights in and out, even though I was merely a 2-hour flight from a waiting Moldovan chick in Odessa, my mood was sullen and my cock, morbidly flaccid.

But fate rewards the faithfully observant and I spotted a potential way to pass the time more pleasantly.

A somewhat older, yet pretty girl with an athletically thin figure will occasionally escape my attention, but something about this pale blue-eyed, dark brown-haired woman attracted me. It was something in her pleasant smile and bright, intelligent eyes.

I say woman, as a girl she no longer was. Considering that Slavic girls seemingly age more quickly than their continental sisters, I guesstimated about 40, but in fact she was 38.

Really MILFs are not my normal choice of target, but hey… beggars can’t be chosers and with evening approaching and all flights to Odessa cancelled for the day, I was begging.

We met and discussed normal travel banter. She was Lithuanian and flying back to Vilnius. I was Doctor Skank, a notorious sex fiend. Something about that mix worked and we were instantly attracted to one another. She would later confess that she “chose” me, even though she thought I might be boring because of the permenant scowl I wear on my face. It’s my airport look and has served me well through 2 decades of air travel, dealing with passport control, customs and other perils.

While the other transit passenger victims pettily argued with the service desk over unavailable hotel rooms at the airport and refreshment vouchers, I had realized in the roughly 2 hour conversation I had with her that she was open to suggestion, as she had dropped such hints as “separated from husband”, “people are so lonely these days” and “I want to have a spontaneous Christmas party”. In fact, if I would drop the ball on this one, I’d have to revoke my minor league playah license. She was beating me over the head with her clit, figuratively speaking.

Without hesitating too long, I managed to get some minor touching in and during a walk through the increasingly dark and abandoned airport, I had drawn her body close to mine and felt her breath quicken as her body pressed against me. Too early for a kiss I thought, I still had made my interest, and intentions, known. I rather unceremoniously popped the question inbetween banter, suggesting we celebrate Christmas together and get a hotel so we could shower and relax with a drink or two or as I elegantly put it “be human again” after being herded around like animals from one disinformation counter to the next. She agreed and the deal was set.

During the taxi ride to the city I’d felt it was time, and as we’d begun kissing in the car, she moaned almost orgasmically as her body tightened and contracted with every pressing thrust of our lashing tongues. Not sure that 40ish couples are supposed to make out like this, but we put many a teenage pair to shame. Moreover, I was completely convinced that an exciting night lay ahead.

Arriving at the hotel at about 1am, we bought some canned beer from the reception, went to the spacious room and took showers separately, eventually falling onto the couch, feeling decidedly human again. Making a couple of toasts to yuletide cheer, I kissed her passionately and began feeling under her robe, fondling and clutching her small yet firm and responsive breasts, attacking them with my flicking tongue.

My probing hands were pleasantly surprised by her athletic figure. She had been a circus acrobat as a girl and since had “maintained physical discipline”, as she put it. Her body felt as good as any aerobic instructor’s, smallish yet receptive breasts with perky nipples that got rock hard with my tongue-flicking, a smooth thin waist, her alabaster skin barely concealing the chiselled muscles of her abs and a delightfully perky ass, firm yet with the perfect amount of womanly softness reminding me why it’s great to be a man.

I left her pussy alone for now, but could already feel it’s sopping heat.

Picking her now nude body up as she stroked my hard tool with her hand while uttering noises that sounded like a mixture of sobbing and whimpering, we fell onto the bed and I continued my tongue attack, spreading her legs as I kissed her wanton mouth, her inviting neck, the hardened nipples and finally running my tongue across her perfect abs until I reached her holiest of holies, her oven of feminine delights.

My tongue licking her crack below her freshly shaved landing strip bush, she shook and moaned with delight as I went to work on her pussy. Not sure how long it had been, or how horny and wanton she really was, but she was already going off like a rocket and we were barely 15 minutes into the culmination of our Christmas party.

After about five minutes of my stroking her clit with my tongue, her body was quivering in extended orgasm and she was begging me to mount her. Sliding up her body, my prod in hand, I slipped it into her oiled cavern effortlessly, even though she was very tight. Even though I thought she’d given her best already, sliding into her she uttered a guttural groan and seemingly shifted into overdrive.

I abused her as best I could, slamming into her deeper and deeper, clawing and biting her flesh, but there was no amount of punishment that this woman could not take. I was giving her a supremely athletic and skilled performance, yet this woman kept demanding more from me.

I spread her legs and pressed them up against her body, pounding without pardon or apology. She screamed and shook but took it like a champ. I maneuvered to a sideways position, her on her back while I slid in from the side, manipulating her clit with my free hand. She o’d again and shook with quivering abandon.

I flipped her around and pounded her from behind, slamming into her as I slapped her ass repeatedly, her wet pussy sloshing around my piston tool.

And then I saw it. Staring up at me like a glorious star.

Indeed, the spirit of giving was in the air and I decided I was giving her a prod up the ass. Merry Fucking Christmas.

Without asking, I pulled out and started licking her pussy from behind, then extending my licking up into her ass crack and attacking her hole with my tongue. She squealed and wiggled with delight. I whipped her body around again, laying her on her back, using my hand to smear more pussy juice around her already greased ass. I slipped a finger in her ass as I continued to lick her pussy and ass, moving my finger around as I stretched her star and felt her relax. I greased my own tool with saliva and pussy juice which was already wetting the bed below us and started easing into her slowly, using the head of my cock to stretch and loosen her sphincter before sliding in…. ¼, ½… paydirt.

Sliding into her slowly at first, I increased my tempo as she moaned and strained to take my tool, relaxing her body more and more to the point that I could slide in and out at will.

The tightness of her chamber felt fantastic, the coarse yet smooth walls of her anus stimulating my engorged and stiff member.

I’m really not an anally-obsessed guy, but this was just too easy I thought and pulling out for a second, I flipped her back into doggy and with her ass arched succumbingly into the air , I stood up on the bed and supporting myself with one hand, eased my tool into her butt again. Getting past the already closed sphincter took a second or two, but once past her gate it was smooth sailing again and I started to pump away.

Her screams were different than before and I’m not sure she was enjoying it, but she certainly wasn’t stopping me. A minute or two later, the position was kind of awkward, so I drew us to the side and we lay beside each other as I continued fucking her ass from behind.

This was a lot more comfortable and getting better leverage, I felt the swell of my orgasm reaching the boiling point and with a grunting moan as I squeezed her neck, I blew my seed into her ass… shaking as several shots pumped out of me. Pulling out and flipping her back to face me, she looked at me wantonly, her flushed face and bloodshot eyes revealing her pleasure. Some cum had spilled onto her stomach and I dipped my finger in it… smearing her lips with it and making her taste it. She licked and tasted, uttering a mere “sweet”.

After a minute or so of relative silence and empassioned grabs and clutches, her body relaxing again, she looked into my eyes and asked “Who are you?”.

“the guy from the airport” I answered and we laughed.

A quick shower and collapsing onto the bed, we slept until morning where I would wake her with kisses and a dick in her seemingly omni-juicy pussy.

I have to do this more often I thought.[/QUOTE]

Only magnificent, Doc.

Your talents are wasted writing here in this forum.

The only award we can give you is ROD status which seems entirely inadequate for this little masterpiece/masterclass of erotica.

Long may you run, old boy...

Merry Christmas dear friends ! :)

Carolina

Dear fellow mongers .. just came back from Prague last week and tried my first private experience. I went to Ohrada and it was a very pleasant experience. Looking forward to my next trip to Prague.

Merry Christmas everyone.

RL

Hey guys,

I will be arriving to prag end of January, I have a thing near hrotovice and I have time on the way to stop and see some action.

First of all what is the cheapest rent a car option in prag? On the internet I checked the major rent a car companies what I found is prag is more expensive then the other European countries. Is there a local rent a car service I can use? Or any prag promotional codes do you have guys?

Second thing is what do you suggest me on the way, are there any nice privats out of city or clubs? I must drive from prag to hrotovice and must stay there 3 days and return.

Thanks in advance for help

[QUOTE=Sergeant Major]Hey guys,

I will be arriving to prag end of January, I have a thing near hrotovice and I have time on the way to stop and see some action.

First of all what is the cheapest rent a car option in prag? On the internet I checked the major rent a car companies what I found is prag is more expensive then the other European countries. Is there a local rent a car service I can use? Or any prag promotional codes do you have guys?

Second thing is what do you suggest me on the way, are there any nice privats out of city or clubs? I must drive from prag to hrotovice and must stay there 3 days and return.

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with a privat or any other establishment it is a matter of luck. You must find a girl that clicks with you, that is a bit cheerful and you like to be with.

Try to trust your instincts, if the girl is nice you will probably have a good time. But if it doesn't feel right you will not like it even if the girl i a stunner.

Maybe you could try sex park for a start and see how you like it? I have not been to Prague for years but that has always been there and I like the place because of the selection of woman with good price.

Good luck, and even if your first experience is awful try it again until you like it. You are not the first one to be in your situation.