Lisbon

Well, Alfonso, if you 'have to' try CM there are just 21 pages of ads online this morning.

Unfortunately a search for Carcavelos offers 11 announcements - a full football team - but none of them is Suzy and none of them features her old number. We must continue to watch and hope, and make do with one of the other few thousand charming Lisbon ladies who will exchange sex for money today.

Now, Alexandra of Classic ladies, KL: didn't it say somewhere in the Guia that she is about to leave Portugal and is only accepting bookings from regular visitors? Should Mur ring up self-importantly and say "Alexandra, we have never met, but do not miss the chance to be reviewed by Murilloa?"

[QUOTE=Murilloa] Should Mur ring up self-importantly and say "Alexandra, we have never met, but do not miss the chance to be reviewed by Murilloa?"[/QUOTE]

Yes, yes, yes and yes! Mur definitely SHOULD!!!...

Muri you can check Leticia´s pictures in this site:

[url]http://www.portalprive.com/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=27&Itemid=9[/url]

not sure whether suzi was really back in town. and lacking a reason or excuse to take the yellow train out west to carcavelos or cascais. (rafaela, top of the to-do list)

but glad to take recent advice.

though still lacking funds.

shit, though, as kl pointed out, what do funds matter? to hell with petty monetary worries. bankrupt muri dressed up as mr hyde the upright english gent, robbed a couple of service stations at gunpoint, accumulated €100 and...

and...

and had one of the most devastatingly wonderful sexual experiences of his life.

alexandra, classic ladies, 5 de outubro, is a small, curvy, mid-thirties gorgeous funny intelligent sensitive nymphomaniac beauty with clever brown eyes and curly hair whose oral skills left muri without speech, breath or sperm.

an hour of sex and conversation which took mur to an unheard-of level of euphoric delight in the 'ewigweiblich' as our german brothers say. no idea what german for 'anal' might be... der anal, vielleicht? das anal? anyhow, this activity also, not usually a favourite, was generously bestowed and vigorously enjoyed.

and the second 'opportunity'...? mur would tell you, but his hands are shaking.

this delicious woman has acquired some physical imperfections (fer fuck's sake, so has mur) but she is still so... hate the word... 'cute' and also so raunchy. imagine being the hero of a jane austen novel and finding on your wedding night that miss elizabeth sucks your cock for half an hour then begs you to take her ass.

she says she is from curitiba. like suzy.

good god, are all the curitiba women blessed with the same talents? get muri a job there! as a street sweeper! just to look at alexandra passing by, and touch the ground she treads upon!

enough. you have understood. she is, as reported in guia, considering returning to brazil for ever. heartbreaking.

muri approves in theory of the guia campaign to boycott ladies who ask over €50. but alexandra, like diana in her completely different way, is worth every cent. so it's difficult to be militant about this politico-economic initiative. like socialism, it is a nice idea in theory but..

but, mur will need to see alexandra again before she boards the varig plane, if it costs him his next month's salary.

and he also needs to caress diana's small firm flawless body again, soon. and he also has to check out rafaela in cascais.

sponsorship deal, anyone?

joy for ever to our hobby, gentlemen, when it brings us a woman like this. and hearftelt thanks for the recommendation.

dear mur,

finally a chef d ouvre or ...whatever you may call it a spendid master piece of the most prolific ( even if you run out of sperm) ... novelistic style in the mongering hobby of the whole world wide isg !

absolutely dazzling and breathtaking!

probably as much as you have experienced post coitum in the spendid company of that fiery lady!

and if she managed to take your breath and speech, you mur did take my sleep for i was heading to bed after a few exhausting hours of chating with my female friends on the net, when i opened this section and after reading a a couple of your lines i was trapped !

once again you proved to be the most subtle and ingeniously humouristic writer in this forum, and i absolutely mean it, as i actually read through most of the reports presented from different countries!

the portuguese section should be very proud of your literary skills and novelistic style. i really do think this is no news to any of us, nevertheless i could not go to sleep without sending a few words of appreciation.

greetings from sweden

gab

[QUOTE=Murilloa]And hearftelt thanks for the recommendation.[/QUOTE]

We aim to please.

Now, plunge further into the abyss and try Luciana.

The header describes my simple request. Everyone is raving about Alexandra and I want to check it out for myself.

[QUOTE=TheCatsMeow88]The header describes my simple request. Everyone is raving about Alexandra and I want to check it out for myself.[/QUOTE]


There's no website.

Suzy has returned from Curitiba to Carcavelos.

She used her vacation wisely, acquiring a tan line at Florianopolis. This 30-ish, big but not flabby, curvy voluptuous 'blonde' woman maintains an impeccable apartment and a discreet intelligent service. Her OWO is first-rate. So is her lingerie. Lust is tempered by respect and it is impossible to treat this good caring sensitive woman as a wh*re.

Newly recommended to those who journey to the suburbs from time to time. Her nest is five minutes walk from Carcavelos station.

A reassuring island of permanence in our hectic transient world: and many thanks to 'qrd' from gpguia who relocated this steady favourite.

Talking of steady favourites, it's ten days since Muri last fucked Diana!

So, steal another €100, descend to the Metro, and,

"Proxima estacâo: AVENIDA!"

Well this is the post about the infamous and well known Patrícia do Borel, a hoovertronic cock sucker! The best oral job I had in years and years.

Get your clothes of and relax yourself!

But let me start in a proper way!
Contact: 96 864 21 24
Where? In Queluz
When? From noon till 23:00.
How much? 40 euros for oral without and straight sex.
Who? Patrícia a Brazilian red hair, quite tall, about 170 cm, she wears her hair very short lengthening her beautiful neck. She has big tits, with big nipples, hanging a bit but waiting for a full pair of hands to grab and squeeze. Long and slim legs that end at a tinny untypical ass for a Brazilian woman, still nice. She has a bit of fat on her belly but nothing that bad to report about now that I think about it. Her **** wears little or no pubic hair. Her smile is great showing nice lips and deep brown eyes. Her skin tone is whitish. She looks like a tall Danish reddish brunette.

Her skills? Great kissing, wonderful sucking, licking your torso, legs, balls and prick! And hovering you all over till you come in her mouth. She takes the sword all the way down and pumps till you feel almost paine, but in fact it´s just freedom and pleasure!

Wild! Wild and Wild!

Finally this pearl has a site...
IMHO she looks much better alive!

[url]http://www.portal-intimo.com/index.php?content=perfil&acompanhanteID=15[/url]

everyone has heard of the russian scientist ivan petrovich pavlov (1849-1936). for his contribution to the struggle against capitalism, he trained dogs to drool at the sound of a buzzer. lenin himself wrote a decree (1921) noting “the outstanding scientific services of academician i.p. pavlov, which are of enormous significance to the working class of the whole world”.

mur experienced a pavlovian reaction of his own, the other day.

he set out to ride rafaela, of cascais, recommended by a senior man at gpguia. the weather was fine at last, and with a merry song he skipped down the rua do alecrim, paying respects, as always, to the statue of literary monger eça de queiroz (1845-1900), who is portrayed offering posterity the fine naked breasts of a long-ago ‘garota’.

here: [url]http://www.quidgest.pt/imag_joaov/eca.jpg[/url] the breasts are just like those of the beautiful diana, (1981- ) to be enjoyed at mirage klub, just up the street from eça's law studio).

at the foot of the steep hill, the cais do sodré with its decayed ex-red-light district. across the terrifying avenida 24 de julio, to the station. that fuckin’ station is still being rebuilt, after almost two years. why? for euro 2004, the portuguese proved they can erect a state-of the-art stadium (two or three in fact) in about ten minutes, so what is the problem at cais do sodré station?

perhaps they made the mistake of hiring english architects and builders.

anyhow, mur still fantasises that the remodelled terminus, when it eventually opens, will feature a mongers’ executive club lounge, with stimulating drinks and high-protein snacks for sex-commuters, discounts for frequent fuckers from isg and the ‘guia’, plus online plasma-screen updates about the availability of the estoril portalprivado babes or the latest menu at the yellow house.

the train speeds along the beautiful seashore, with its varied cargo of workers, students, tourists and middle-aged sex fiends. the passing stations are like a roll of honour from the pages of correio da manhâ.

alcantara (2 meninas lindas, estudantes, portuguesas. sigilo.)

algês (estupenda novidade brasileira!!! 20a... busto 42 natural... 24h)

paço d’arcos (aninha... 19a... casada... marido ausente...)

oeiras (selma... loirinha... 24a... simpática... meiguinha... depiladinha... lingerie)

and after oeiras,

carcavelos.

murilloa springs nimbly off the carriage and trots down the stairs among a crowd of young surfers. they head right, for the beach, he turns left into the underpass, back up to street level on the other side of the tracks, along past the shopping centre, left again, and then and only then…

“we were going to cascais, mur, don’t you remember?” says his tiny trouser-companion.

“well, indeed, so we were, my boy, so we were. but i can explain. i have just undergone what we intellectuals call a pavlovian reaction. seeing the sign for carcavelos station, my organism's central nervous system automatically registered a ‘fuck-suzy’ stimulus, which translated itself into copious involuntary salivation and an equally unpremeditated and unselfconscious exit from the train. how fascinating. pavlov’s work remains of the utmost relevance to the working classes of the world.”

“the scientific shit is cool, but what about my fuck?”

“ah, yes, young fella, well we now have two options. either we return to the station and wait nineteen minutes for the next westbound comboio, or we obey pavlov and proceed to quinta do barão and suzy."

“i say let’s fuck suzy.”

and that is what we did.

pavlov 1, rafaela 0.

... so a few days later, funds and energies had accumulated again, and Mur went west once more. Like Odysseus facing the sirens, he tied himself into the seat of the train so as not to be tempted at Carcavelos, and half an hour after making his way through the shambles at Cais do Sodré, he was basking in the spring sunlight outside Cascais station, calling Rafaela.

Engaged.

Took a walk, called again.

Engaged.

Did some shopping, called again, had a Guinness, called again, ate a ‘rissol de bacalhau’, called again, bought chewing gum to mask smell of Guinness and ‘rissol’, called again…

Engaged every time.

Had a brainwave, called Eduarda, who apparently shares Rafaela’s premises.

Engaged.

Muri now needed a fuck, and went to the house by the Tribunais, where once ugly little Martinha pleasured him week after week. The house is still open, but seems to have become a specialist niche residence for fat ladies. This is truly not Muri’s scene: a voluptuous goddess like Suzy is fine, but his first choice will always be slim petite babes like Martinha, Diana, Lori. The four ladies who introduced themselves here were just too plump.

Anyhow, he chose the least laden and most appealing babe, Kelly in her black stockings, long blonde hair and horny squinty eyes. (had she taken something a little more powerful than Guinness, or is she always like this? Someone else will have to find out.)

She turned in a manic performance. Kept on and on talking, like a hack porn actress, “ooooh, yes, big boy oooh now let’s see that monster, naughty boy, I’m getting so wet for you, big boy” etc. She was also something of a dominatrix. She ordered Muri to undress her. Ordered him to tongue her nipples, ordered him to suck her clit, ordered him to stand her up against the wall in her high heels and take her anus, ordered him to slam her furiously in missionary position, and finally ordered him to tear off the condom and shoot in her mouth. Muri obeyed each of these orders like a good soldier, and left feeling pleasantly light-headed.

But he still hasn’t had Rafaela.

I have not been in Lisbon in a few months, "props" to Mur for the guidance when I was there as I scored some amazing talent. I return to the forum on Lisbon only to read "The Adventures of Murillo". ISG should pay you just to write. Brilliant and I must say mongering in Lisbon is very lucrative.

Patricia - the queen of oral, at least in my opinion.

I’ve never had such a bad and great (bb)bj in my life, she was giving me spasms in my face with such intensity and violence in the sucking! She is focused and licks, sucks, drools, uses her mouth, tongue, hands and gives a fabulous service – then pop. She cleaned herself and started round two (you should really haste yourself because time is running sharp. If you pop soon you'll get a second chance, in other case I think you won't). Although she isn’t tight, wet and hot as I like she moves with energy, just like we expect from a brazilian woman. A very GFE experience that I will certainly repeat, after all, this was the best TD I have ever had! The girl is tall, pretty, not slim but also not fat, big breasts, short hair, some belly, and very friendly. She is way hotter in real than in the pictures.

She is attending in Queluz (near the Belas train station) and the price for half hour of her company is 40€. You can see photos of her and her contact on [url]http://www.portal-intimo.com/index.php?content=perfil&acompanhanteID=15[/url]

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One question for Murilloa: Did you ever got back to the Poço? You said a Irina 3 was coming (some months ago), have you met her? I still regret for letting Irina 2 escape, I now know who she was, I once saw her in distance and we traded glances, she was black haired, with leather jacket as you said, and sat on a car but I wasn’t alone so I didn’t approach, then the next time she was back to Romania. I still haven’t gone to Poço, those two that approached me that time I told you were bad-looking and raised my anxiety about SW so. I still haven’t "walked the street".

Best of fuck and a good Easter,

Peaceful.