After my delightful adventure with the lovely Lea, I found myself yearning for something a bit younger and fresher. Enter Bianca, whom I discovered while perusing a site for the perfect figure. We set a date with the operator, with a little wink-wink agreement that a “pussy cat massage” might be on the cards, depending on our chemistry.
Arriving right on time, I was greeted by a vision in form-fitting black—a true stunner. Bianca, with her hazel eyes, wavy blond locks, and impeccably white smile, was nothing short of a wow-factor— and that was before I even saw her in the nude! She offered a shared shower, an invitation I gleefully accepted. In the steamy haze, I reveled in her divine form: natural curves, a petite and sporty derrière, and silky-smooth legs. Just the right height for me, too!
After multiple compliments on her beauty, she confided that she was a professional model. While she didn’t reveal where I might catch a glimpse of her work, the mystery only added to her allure. Bianca, a foreign beauty, was a bit limited for deep life conversations, but we had an understanding. In the shower, we simply cleansed and explored each other’s bodies with tender touches. It was then that I confirmed the ‘special’ massage. With a hint of nerves, she admitted she was new to the gig—just two weeks in—but was determined to make it memorable.
We left the shower hand in hand, and I sprawled onto the mattress, belly down. I appreciated her candidness about our prolonged shower time and her intent to speed up the back massage so I could enjoy the main event. A pleasant surprise, indeed. She began with a head and neck massage, working her way down my back. Then she poured oil over her body and initiated a tantalizing B2B massage, complete with playful nibbles on my ear.
Finally, she knelt between my legs, massaging with one hand while handling my eager member with the other. By the time I turned over, I was more than ready for action. She drenched me in oil, enveloped me with her smooth skin, and glided over me like a sensual dance. Her hazel eyes locked onto mine, turning up the eroticism to full throttle.
Switching to a 69 position, she arched like a feline, her hands skillfully coaxing pleasure. Her inviting curves were right in front of my face, and I couldn’t resist exploring. The sheer sensuality of the moment overwhelmed me, and I reached my peak. Bianca seemed almost apologetic, as though my delight was her doing alone.
Post-climax, she lay on me, teasing with her thigh and planting kisses on my neck. We lingered like lovers, basking in the afterglow for a few precious minutes. Then she playfully commanded us back to the shower, promising another round.
Once there, she lathered up with shampoo—cuddling close, nibbling at my neck. Dropping to her knees, she brought me to ecstasy once more with swift, expert strokes. It was a truly enchanting experience. As we washed off together, I savored every moment, knowing all good things must come to an end. Sure, it cost a bit more, but for an experience beyond a mere massage, it was worth every penny. For those seeking something a little extra, Bianca is a top choice.
