Colombo

[QUOTE=Wmunger;3048676]Good body and face?[/QUOTE]Well when I took her she was OK. I took her 3 years ago. I've now come abroad! But the looks vary person to person!

Has anyone tried any of those couples who advertise on MR?

Would like to try cuckold or threesome session.

Also there is another couple doing telegram called Nilu G.

When I contacted them they are asking me to get their VIP cam show, they only meet people who take their vip show.

She is verified on telegram.

Their vio show is 5 k.

And for the meet they are asking another 5 k.

It just seems like an offer which seems too good to be true.

Tried her about a month ago.

One of my friends and i got her and another girl (I don't remember her name) for five hours two shots.

We each took one turn for each girl.

Personality wise madu was great.

She knows how to keep conversation going.

Gives GFE experience.

But she has signs of childbirth.

And her husband kept calling her nonstop.

At one one point I had to stop and ask her to answer the call.

Overall experience 7. 5/10.

Face 7/10.

Body 7. 5/10.

Attitude 9. 5/10.

WIR No.

Because she is not worth 55 k for five hours two shots.
May be i will give another try with the other girl cuz she is 50k for five hours and she looks better than madu ( face & body)

Most Whatsapp / Telegram cam offers are scammers. They just take your money and disappear. For those who offer genuine cam services, I don't understand why they can't use a cam show platform like stripcam.

Actually there are tempting girls on Stripchat, but they are not allowed to advertise FS on the platform. I wish if more girls who are advertising Cam + FL on MR or LKADS use Strip chat or similar flatforms for their cam services. Personally I'd almost always prefer to take a cam show before the real meetup, because through the cam, you could get an idea about her look and attitude for a cheaper price before you meet them up. It would make things easier for the girls as well. (FYI if any girls, pimps are here).

[QUOTE=RatedR;3050218]Has anyone tried any of those couples who advertise on MR?

Would like to try cuckold or threesome session.

Also there is another couple doing telegram called Nilu G.

When I contacted them they are asking me to get their VIP cam show, they only meet people who take their vip show.

She is verified on telegram.

Their vio show is 5 k.

And for the meet they are asking another 5 k.

It just seems like an offer which seems too good to be true.[/QUOTE]

Dear Gentlemen,

This encounter was quite a worthy chapter. My recount here is shorter than the full episode as we had quite a lot of fun on this ride till the early hours of day break. Took my time writing this one! I will be returning to LK in a few weeks. But wished to share this here even just for entertainment value! LK is now a destination. Make no mistake, by the hundreds now!

In Colombo, I found myself hot and bothered in my hotel room. The long journey to Colombo had left me drained, my body aching for release I had taken the liberty of arranging for a bit of companionship to ease the tension while on transit. The knock on the door was punctual and when I opened it, my breath hitched.

All fully paid up and fully dolled up, she stood there, a vision of sin wrapped in a tight black dress that hugged every curve. Her dark hair cascaded down her back, framing a face that was all sharp angles and sultry eyes. She was a goddess, no doubt about it and she knew it. "Evening, handsome," she siad, slipping past me into the room. "Ready for some fun?

She didn't need to be asked twice. I grabbed her waist, pulling her flush against me and claimed her mouth with mine. Our tongues clashed, a battle of desire, her nails digging into my shoulders as she ground her hips against my growing erection. I backed her towards the bed, my hands sliding down to grip her arse, squeezing hard. She gasped, biting my lip and I could feel the heat radiating from her pussy.

I unzipped her dress, letting it pool at her feet, leaving her in a black lace bra and thong that barely covered her shaved mound. "Fuck, you're gorgeous," I snapped, my cock straining against my pants. She smirked, running a hand down her body, teasing herself. "You like what you see, handsome?" She was smiling!

I didn't answer with words. I pushed her onto the bed, crawling over her, my mouth finding her neck, her collarbone, her breasts. I sucked and nipped at her through the lace, her moans started filling the room. 15 Minutes later and more of the same, I could smell her arousal, sweet and intoxicating and I needed a taste.

I trailed kisses down her stomach, hooking my fingers into her thong and pulling it off. Her pussy was glistening, her lips swollen and ready. I dove in, my tongue lapping at her folds, her taste exploding on my tongue. She bucked against me, her hands fisting the sheets. "Fuck, yes," she moaned, her thighs trembling.

I sucked on her clit, my fingers sliding inside her, curling to hit that spot that made her gasp. "You are so fucking wet," I muttered against her, my cock aching to be inside her. She was close, I could feel it, her body tensing, her breaths coming in short gasps. I redoubled my efforts, my tongue and fingers working in tandem and she came hard with a sharp cry, her juices dripping down my mouth. Now Lads, that was a good 15 minutes of licking and sucking on my part. She bloody well better have enjoyed it!

I didn't give her time to recover. I stripped off my clothes, my cock springing free, dripping pre cum on the bed, hard and ready. I rolled her onto her stomach, pulling her up onto her knees. I could see her pussy glistening, her arse on display and I couldn't resist giving it a slap. She yelped, looking back at me, her dark eyes wild. "Fuck me, handsome," she demanded, her voice husky. "Fuck me like a ****. " I can still hear her voice in my head, that tone, Christ on the cross! That was a turn on!

I didn't need to be told twice. Raincoat on, I lined up my cock, sliding it through her folds, coating myself in her juices. Then, with one swift thrust, I was inside her. She cried out, her pussy clenching around me and I groaned, my hands gripping her hips. I pounded into her, each thrust drawing another moan, another gasp. She was tight, so fucking tight and I could feel my orgasm building.

I reached around, my fingers finding her clit, rubbing in time with my thrusts. She was close again, I could feel it, her body tensing, her pussy clenching. "Come for me" I growled, my voice rough. "Come all over my cock. " Not sure what else I was blabbering at that point. I was in ecstasy!

She did, her body convulsing, her pussy pulsing and milking my cock. I couldn't hold back any longer. With a groan, I came, my cock pulsing, my release spilling inside her, at least in side the raincoat which was insider her so to speak. We collapsed onto the bed, our bodies slick with sweat even with the AC on, our breaths coming in gasps.

As we lay there, catching our breath, she turned to me, a wicked grin on her face. "Well, handsome," she said, her voice husky. "That was one hell of a welcome to Colombo. " She had landed just 5 hrs before me! I was her first in country!

We spoke and laughed curled into each other for about 20 minutes, I pulling her close, my cock already stirring at the thought of her in the shower on her knees. After all, the night was still young and I had every intention of making the most of it.

Sex 10/10.

Looks / Body 8.9/10.

Performance 9.5/10.

This was indeed a welcome and sorely needed bash! Photographs of her at an apartment somewhere or the other are attached! We will drop some reviews of other freely available lasses when time permits. Given all the recent issues we decided to give posting about high ends and other lasses a break as they cause price hikes and what not!

Pack members are still en route!

We hope to do some damage!

Cheers Lads!

Keep the Hunt Alive!

So I stumbled upon Aida at a spa in mount.

She was the only one I found attractive from the lot, and went in for a massage.

She has quite hard hands and gave a god massage for the money's worth.

Time for extras came, and she offered B2B and BJ for 10 k, after haggling a lot, she didn't budge, I ended up paying.

I was a heavenly experience, allowed to suck her tits to my heart's content and she was quite turned on. Her tits are quite firm, though she's a bit thick, she's not at all obese.

Looks wise heavy built but slim.

A rare piece. And will definitely fuck her next time.

Dear Lads,

Now gather round, got a proper kinky tale for you tonight! One that'll make your trousers feel a bit snug. This is the real deal, the kind of night that sticks with you like a "tattoo". So, let me set the scene for you proper like.

She is blonde, tattooed, about 5 foot 5, legs that go to heaven, stunning, with a stunning face, bum and perfect pear shaped breasts! Ot like the yank's say Jugs!

We'd been seeing each other for a bit now me and E that is. She's a photographer, a traveller and well. Let's just say she's got a high end side hustle that keeps her in the finer things. First time we met was a paid session at hers, but the chemistry? Sweet Jesus, it was electric! Like two live wires touching. After that, we couldn't stay away. Four dates in one week and suddenly, it wasn't just business anymore. It was pleasure, the kind that makes your spine tingle and your cock twitch just thinking about it.

Now, here's the funny bit! We lived ten minutes from each other in Colombo and we'd never crossed paths until that first session. Mad, innit? But fate's a funny thing. Now the night, the night I'm telling you about we were out cruising in my Blue Angel (that's my recently new car lads, not some pet name for my cock, though I do call it that sometimes LOL). We ended up at this little popular spot in Co-03 for dinner. Place was packed and we got more than a few looks. Not sure if it was her, my blonde bombshell with. I say again. Legs that could wrap around a man's waist twice or me, the lucky bastard with her on my arm or my Angel. Hmmm either way, I didn't care. I was proud as punch. Now just for clarity. I have never been one for flash. But tonight. Something was stirring in me and I wanted to the world to see me!

The night was stormy, the kind where the rain hammers the pavement and the air's thick with the scent of wet earth. We ended up at the KB, that coffee shop where the lights are not low and the vibe's just not right for a bit of mischief. E. was dressed to kill. Skirt so short it was practically a belt, top clinging to her like it was painted on. Her tattoos peeked out from under the fabric, little teases of ink that made my fingers itch to trace them. Her blonde hair was tousled just right, like she'd been running her hands through it all night (which, spoiler, she had been my hands, mostly).

We started with a bit of flirting, some light kissing over our coffees. Nothing too obvious, people were looking. The guests, the waiters the staff. But the tension? Thick enough to cut with a knife. Her hand kept brushing my thigh under the table, her fingers inching higher with every sip of her drink. By the time we left, I was rock-hard and she knew it. Think EVERYONE knew it. Now on all our recent "dates" she slings her DSLR with her. When we stepped outside she snapped a few of me of us and of the Blue Angel, after that it was back to her place. Now when I say this I am leaving out a LOT it was a blur of stolen kisses and groping in the shadows. The second her door clicked shut behind us, we were on each other like animals.

She pushed me against the wall, her mouth melting hard into mine. Her tongue was hot, lads. Wet and demanding, like she was trying to swallow me whole. My hands found her bum, squeezing those perfect cheeks through her skirt. She moaned into my mouth, her hips grinding against me and I could feel the heat of her through our clothes. Fuck, she was already wet. I could smell it. Seriously. She had this woman smell that drove me crazy when she got wet. Holy Fuck is right!

We barely made it to the bedroom. Clothes were flying. Her top hit the floor first, followed by that black lace bra holding her small tits. I dove for her nipples like a starving man, sucking one into my mouth while I pinched the other between my fingers. She gasped, her back arching, her hands tangling in my hair. "Fuck, yes," she hissed, her voice already rough. "Just like that. "

I didn't waste time. I dropped to my knees in front of her, my hands sliding up her thighs to push that tiny skirt up around her hips. Her g-string was soaked, the fabric clinging to her pussy like a second skin. I pushed 2 fingers under the lace and pulled it aside, revealing her glistening ****. Christ, she was dripping. I leaned in and dragged my tongue through her folds, slow and deliberate, savouring the taste of her. She tasted sweet and musky, with just a hint of salt. My cock throbbed in my trousers, begging for attention, but I ignored it. This was her turn.

She spread her legs wider, her hands gripping the back of my head, pulling me closer. "Lick me," she breathed hard, her voice breathy. "Fucking lick me. " So I did. I flattened my tongue and dragged it from her entrance to her clit, circling that little bundle of nerves before sucking it into my mouth. She cried out, her hips grinding against my face. "Oh fuck, yes. Just like that, don't stop!

I didn't. I slid two fingers inside her, curling them just right to hit that Gspot that made her whimper. Her walls clenched around me, her juices coating my fingers as I pumped them in and out. I could feel her getting closer, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "I'm going to. Fuck, I'm going to. Come," she panted. I sprinted, my tongue flicking her clit while my fingers fucked her hard and fast. And then she shattered, her back arching off the bed as her orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy pulsed around my fingers, her juices flooding my hand as she screamed my name.

I didn't give her time to recover. I stood up, my cock springing free as I kicked off my trousers. She was still trembling from her orgasm, her chest heaving, her tits glistening with a sheen of sweat and my saliva. I crawled up her body, my mouth crashing into hers. She moaned as she tasted herself on my lips, her hands wrapping around my cock, stroking me from base to tip. "Fuck me," she whispered against my mouth. "I want you inside me. "

I was a silent ninja. ! I lined myself up with her entrance, slipped on my connie. The head of my cock pressing against her slick folds. She was so wet, so ready. I pushed in slowly, inch by inch, letting her adjust to the stretch. She gasped, her nails digging into my shoulders. "Oh god, yes. Fuck, you're so. Ummm" she maoned lound and hard. I groaned as her tight heat enveloped me. She felt like heaven wet, warm and perfect. I pulled back and thrust in again, deeper this time and she moaned, her legs wrapping around my waist. "Harder," she begged. "Fuck me harder. "

So I did. I grabbed her hips and pounded into her, my cock slamming home with every thrust. The bed creaked beneath us, the headboard banging against the wall. She was loud, lads. Moaning, screaming, her voice filling the room. "Yes! Fuck, yes ahhh yes. Fuck fuck! Don't stop!" I stopped ha ha ha. She groaned as I pulled out.

I flipped her onto her stomach, pulling her up onto her hands and knees. Her bum was perfect round and firm, just begging for my hands. I ran my hands over her cheeks. Squeezing she pushed back against me, her **** clenching around my cock. I kept fucking her from behind. She was so tight like this, her pussy gripping me like a vice. I could feel my orgasm building, my balls drawing up tight. But I wasn't ready to finish yet. Not when she felt this good.

I pulled out and flipped her onto her back again, lifting her legs up onto my shoulders. I slid back inside her, slow and deep this time, letting her feel every inch of me. She moaned, her hands gripping the mattress. "Oh god, you're so deep," she whimpered.

I reached down and found her clit, rubbing tight little circles as I fucked her. Her breath sharp, her back arching off the bed. "I'm going to come again," she panted. "Fuck, I'm going to oh god!

Her pussy clenched around me, her walls milking my cock as another orgasm tore through her. That was it. I couldn't hold back anymore. I pulled out yanked off the connie and stroked myself, my cum shooting out in spurts, splattering across her stomach. She looked fucking gorgeous like that covered in my cum, her skin flushed, her lips deep red and swollen from kissing.

We collapsed onto the bed our breath gasps. She reached over to her nightstand and grabbed a handful of gummy bears, popping one into her mouth. She offered me one, and I took it, chewing slowly as I caught my breath. She grinned at me, her eyes dark with mischief. "These make me horny," she said, popping another one into her mouth.

I laughed, pulling her close. "You don't need gummy bears to get you horny, love," I murmured against her lips. "You're a natural. "

And just like that, we were at it again.

So there you have it, lads. A night of pure, unadulterated filth. The kind that leaves you sore in all the right places and grinning like a fool the next morning. If you take one thing from this tale, let it be this: life's too short to play it safe. Find your blonde bombshell or your brunette or your redhead or whatever floats your boat and fucking enjoy her. Because nights like these? They don't come around often. Body and spirit.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got a date with a certain photographer and a bottle of lube.

Sex 10/10.

Looks & Body 9/10.

Performance 10/10.

GFE 11/10.

Random Pics attached of that night. Or may be some other night. Or tonight. Or. Hmmm (one pic is AI Masked for obvious reasons).

Cheers Lads!

Keep the Hunt Alive!

Wolf Pack Out!

Hi,

I went to Colombo last year and booked 'olu' on [URL]eurogirlsescort.com[/URL] website, 15 k LKR. She responded quickly on WhatsApp, reached the location on time. Quite different from the photos, age / lack of maintenance.

Face: 4/10.

Speaking: think we communicated in English and Tamil it was good. 8/10 - she recommended places to visits, things worth buying and we spoke quite a lot in between.

Efforts: 7/10 one of the best BJs she was quite experienced, good teasing in the shower. She put effort not a time watcher. But it was like 1 hour 1 shot or 2 shots. Once that is done even if you have time you can talk, but no more shots.

Body: mid boobs, OK ass, 5/10 (not my type).

WIR: Nope, due to looks and her being in the business for as long as she's been made me worried about stds.

(take my review with a pinch of salt as I'm new to the sex thing).

Dear Lads,

As I am currently out of LK and on the move, I am unable to respond to all the DM's.

However, will leave some 100% verified links below of some recent delights. Some of these Lasses, they may lead you to secrets! We have not posted our reviews on them, but they will deliver on expectations. Beware however, your experience may vary from ours, For a variety of reasons!

Some Ladies we reviewed wish to stay reserved. Apologies in advance Lads!

Hope this helps. Prices Vary!

[URL]https://www.eurogirlsescort.com/escort/elena/291780/?list=s0klio[/URL]

[URL]https://www.eurogirlsescort.com/escort/camille/1042127/[/URL]

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Cheers Lads,

Keep the Hunt Alive!

Wolf Pack Defending!

[QUOTE=HellDiver;3051148]Dear Lads,

Now gather round, got a proper kinky tale for you tonight! One that'll make your trousers feel a bit snug. This is the real deal, the kind of night that sticks with you like a "tattoo". So, let me set the scene for you proper like.

She is blonde, tattooed, about 5 foot 5, legs that go to heaven, stunning, with a stunning face, bum and perfect pear shaped breasts! Ot like the yank's say Jugs!

We'd been seeing each other for a bit now me and E that is. She's a photographer, a traveller and well. Let's just say she's got a high end side hustle that keeps her in the finer things. First time we met was a paid session at hers, but the chemistry? Sweet Jesus, it was electric! Like two live wires touching. After that, we couldn't stay away. Four dates in one week and suddenly, it wasn't just business anymore. It was pleasure, the kind that makes your spine tingle and your cock twitch just thinking about it.[/QUOTE]Excellent post! What was the damage?

Can someone suggest good ac rooms around Mount Lavinia and Moratuwa for have fun? With privacy and clean rooms under Rs. 5000.

Has anyone tried couple who advertise under several names on MR, I found few ads on MR, as maleesha and also as ashini.

Are they legit.

How's the service?

They have answered questions on MR but they don't have any reviews yet.

Want to try a cuck or threesome session with good couple any leads are much appreciated.

[QUOTE=PereraA;3051745]Can someone suggest good ac rooms around Mount Lavinia and Moratuwa for have fun? With privacy and clean rooms under Rs. 5000.[/QUOTE]Royal mount is my go to place.

[QUOTE=SlimShad;3051621]Excellent post! What was the damage?[/QUOTE]Dear Lad,

On this specific occasion the damage was she paid for dinner and I paid for coffee. I crashed at hers. Since it was a date, that was the extent of the damage.

However on our first meeting, the Damage was significantly higher than the usual Market rates! A couple of thousand quid for 24 Hrs. But she was worth the price given the outcome and then some!

We are attaching a a very high end who was on the reserve list for those who are on the guest list and wanted to know whether she was a worthy delight! For those Gents, all we can say is, this miss was top chips! Caviar!

Cheers Lads!

Keep the Hint Alive!

Dear Gentlemen,

This post is dedicated to our Paladin who is out and about. Sometimes one gets very lucky indeed brothers! This post is fresh off the stove details and all hot and fresh!

This one's a classic tale of deception. The face of a saint, the mouth of a sinner and the appetite of a bloody nympho. I was out in Colombo, holed up in one of those five star places where the silence is so thick you can hear your own heartbeat. I was on the sofa, wrapped in a robe, working my way through a room service hot chocolate that cost more than my first car. Just kidding! That's when the doorbell went. It was mid afternoon.

I opened it and there she was. A proper vision, like she'd been air dropped from Knightsbridge. She was tall at least 5'10, Sharp cheekbones, dark long hair, lips so full they looked painted on. She had on a little black dress that was more of a suggestion than an outfit, hugging a body that was all firm, slender lines. Strong legs, a flat stomach and a bum that could crack a walnut. A Chanel bag dangled from her wrist. She looked like a high end sexy banker. She glided in on her heels, a cloud of some expensive, spicy perfume following her.

"Alright," she said, her voice a mix of polished and pavement. "Bit swanky, innit?

We did the dance. I offered coffee from the amenities. She took it black. We sat on the edge of the bed, making small talk that meant nothing. The flight, the humidity. But she had this light, giddy energy. Smiled easily, a proper laugh that crinkled her dark eyes. It wasn't forced. She was just. Up for it.

My DSLR was on the desk. I nodded at it. "Fancy being a model for ten minutes?

She shrugged, a playful glint in her eye. "Why not? Make me look good. "

That broke the last bit of ice. She posed by the floor to-ceiling ish window, against the wood door panels and then the bed. She knew her angles, lads. Tossing her hair, a hand on her hip, a look that went from innocent to smouldering in a heartbeat. The click of the shutter was the only sound. I showed her a few on the screen. A genuine smile spread across her face. "You're good," she said, and she meant it. She warmed to me then, proper. That's the foundation, see. Comfort. Then you can build a proper cathedral of filth on top of it.

The camera went down. The air changed. It got heavy, charged. She looked at me deep, that angelic face now holding a devil's promise. I closed the gap and kissed her hard. It was all tongue straight away, deep and searching. After a good 5 minutes my hands found the zip on her dress and pulled. It whispered to the floor.

Underneath, she was wearing a black lace G-string with a split crotch. Just a strategic gap in the fabric. Her body was a testament to good genetics and better discipline. I pushed her back onto the crisp linen and my mouth went to her breast. I sucked her nipple deep, licking and teasing it until she was arching off the bed with a sharp gasp.

"Eager fucker, aren't you?" she breathed, the posh veneer cracking to reveal pure South London.

My hand slid up her thigh, over the damp lace of the G-string. I hooked a finger in the split and rubbed her directly. She was shaved smooth and soaking. "Christ, you're wet," I muttered.

"Your fault" she shot back, her voice dropping. "Now stop playing and get your fucking mouth on my ****. "

I buried my face between her legs. The taste was clean, sharp. I licked her from her arsehole to her clit in one long, slow stroke that made her whole body jolt. Then I fastened on her clit and sucked, hard, while sliding two fingers inside her. She was unbelievably tight. I crooked them, finding that rough spot inside and rubbed it relentlessly.

Her dirty talk was poetry. "Yeah, just like that. Lick your dinner, you slag. Going to make me come all over your stupid face." Her hips started to piston. I felt her climax building, a tension coiling in her strong thighs. Then she broke. A shaking, shuddering orgasm that made her legs quiver violently. She cried out, a raw, guttural sound, her fingers clawing at the sheets.

While she was still spasming, I moved up. She saw my cock, rigid and angry and a lazy, wicked smile appeared. "My turn," she slurred.

She pushed me onto my back and went straight for my balls, taking each one into her hot mouth and sucking gently. The sensation was unbelievable, a deep, aching pull. Then she licked up my shaft and took me entirely down her throat. No gag, no mess. Deep throat, her nose in my pubes. She pulled off with a pop.

"Nice," she said, stroking me. "Think it's up to the job?

"Only one way to find out. "

I didn't just fuck her. We had a session. I bent her over the sleek stand, her hands flat on the polished wood. I took her from behind all connived up, hard and fast, my hand fisted in her thick hair, pulling her head back. "You're just a dirty little hole, aren't you?" I growled.

"Your dirty little hole!" she yelled back, pushing against me. "Use it! Fucking ruin it!

After I'd pounded her like that, I made her ride me reverse cowgirl on the sofa, so I could watch every inch disappear into her and see her firm arse clap against my thighs. She worked herself on me, rubbing her clit furiously until she came again with a shriek, her inner muscles milking me.

For the finale, I laid her on the bed, on her back, and hooked her legs over my shoulders. I drove into her, deeper than ever, our eyes locked. Her angelic face was flushed, sweaty, her perfect mouth spewing filth. "Fill me up," she chanted, her accent gone, just pure hunger. "I want to feel it. Pump your fucking load right inside me. "

That did it. I slammed home and let go, a hot, pumping rush that had me seeing stars. I collapsed on her, spent.

We lay there, wrecked. After a minute, she slid out, stood on wobbly legs and looked at the mess we'd made of the pristine bed.

She looked at me, that saintly face now utterly debauched. "Not bad for a Wednesday," she said, her voice hoarse. She gathered her dress and headed for the marble bathroom, leaving me a broken man on a thousand thread count battlefield.

Right, lads. Thought I was done, didn't you? Not a chance. She came out of the shower, skin pink and steaming and gave me a look that said the meter was still running, in the best way.

"You're not knackered yet, are you?" she asked, nodding at my cock, which was already taking notice again. Her accent was pure South London now, all rough edges. "Got more in the tank?

I just grinned. She walked over, her hand snaking down to cup my balls, giving them a firm squeeze. "Good. Get on the floor. On your back. "

I did as I was told, the carpet rough against my skin. She straddled my face, lowering her still-damp, shaved pussy onto my mouth. "Earn your keep," she muttered, grinding herself against my tongue. I ate her out like my life depended on it, licking and sucking while she rode my face, her hands braced on the bed frame above me. She came again with a sharp cry, her juices slick on my chin.

Before I could move, she slid down my body. "My turn for a proper view," she said. She pushed my legs up and back, towards my chest, exposing everything. Then she knelt between my legs and leaned down. Not for my cock. She pressed her face right into my balls and arsehole, her tongue probing and licking at the most forbidden spot. The shock of it, the sheer filthy intimacy, made my whole body jolt. "Fuck!" I hissed.

"Tastes like sin," she chuckled, her voice muffled against my skin.

After she'd had her fill, she made me stand by the dresser. She bent over it, her arse in the air and looked back. "Come on. Do me proper. From behind, but pull my hair hard this time. Really pull it. "

I lined up and slammed into her. This time, I fisted my hand in her hair properly, yanking her head back as I fucked her. Each thrust was a punctuation. "You're my dirty little slag, aren't you?" I growled, the roleplay coming easy.

"Yeah!" she yelped, her voice strained from the angle. "Your fucking London slag! Use me!

I switched it up again. I sat on the edge of the bed and had her climb on top, but facing away from me. Reverse cowgirl again, so I could watch every inch of my cock disappear into her from behind. She bounced hard, slamming herself down on me, her arse cheeks clapping. She reached between her own legs to rub her clit, working herself into a frenzy. "going to come again with you inside me," she panted. "going to milk that fucking cock. "

I could feel her inner muscles fluttering, starting to clamp down. I reached around and pinched her nipples, hard, twisting them. That sent her over. She screamed, her body convulsing, her **** gripping me like a tight, wet fist. The sight and the feeling were too much. I grabbed her hips, held her down deep and emptied myself into her, a hot, pumping flood that had us both shuddering.

She collapsed against my legs, spent. We were both slick with sweat and other things. She finally caught her breath and turned her head, a wicked, sated smile on her face.

"Told you I was going to make you earn your keep," she slurred, her accent thicker than ever. "That turns me into a right greedy ****. "

I had her for the next 12 hours till 10 AM the next day.

And that, gentlemen, is the moral of the story. Never judge a book by its cover. Especially if the cover is a little black dress and the contents are pure, unadulterated filth. Sometimes, you just get lucky.

Sex 10/10.

Face & Body 10/10.

Energy. High Octane.

Attitude 100% legit.

Masked Photos attached (certain things from the environment have been Ai removed so as not to attract unwanted unwantedness). She is lovely indeed!

WIR. The Fuck why not? Of course I will.

Hopefully soon, when our Paladin returns with the rest of our hunters, we shall endeavour to disclose some secrets!

Cheers Lads!

Keep the Hunt Alive!