Ah, Le Velour, a treasure trove of delightful encounters! This time, my curiosity led me to a new enchantress, the lovely Sarlota. Booking was a breeze through their seamless system, complete with confirmation via SMS and email. It’s all about that discreet charm as you ring the bell, descend the stairs, and wait for your siren to open the door.
Sarlota welcomed me in a tantalizing dress, leaving just enough to the imagination. With her warm smile, we headed to the room where I was offered a drink—always a nice touch. Our conversation was minimal but effective, setting the stage for what lay ahead. After a refreshing shower, I returned to find Sarlota waiting, her presence both inviting and comforting.
Her embrace was soft and her touch gentle, gliding from my back to my ass with ease. Soon, we both decided to even the sartorial score, and she slipped out of her dress to reveal some tempting lingerie. Her petite yet wonderfully proportioned figure was a delight, and we indulged in mutual caresses, her bra seemingly vanishing with a simple unhook.
On to the bed! The back massage was a quirky blend of gentle strokes and teasing touches, though lacking the intensity one might expect from classic or erotic techniques. Yet, as we turned over, the tempo picked up. There lay her exquisite form, a visual feast that stirred more than just my spirits.
Our entwined exploration continued, with Sarlota inviting my hands to roam over her back and delightful ass. As she shed her remaining garment, we shared an intimate B2B moment, her soft curves pressed against me in a most tantalizing fashion. Her skilled hands knew just how to drive me wild, culminating in a swift crescendo that left me breathless.
In the end, with time still on the clock, she offered to cuddle and chat. A mixed bag of an experience, I’ve had more extraordinary moments at Le Velour, but Sarlota was far from disappointing. She still left a positive impression, sparking my curiosity for a possible return visit.
