An enjoyable hour with a lovely young lady
| |  | Kissing
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| | | Oral sex without a condom |
| | | Come in mouth |
| | | Reverse Oral |
| | | Penetrative sex |
As usual, I.K. Services sent detailed directions by text once I'd confirmed. I'd been to the I.K. penthouse apartment before so I knew where I was going as it happened. Upon arriving I tapped in the apartment number and was buzzed in by Brooke. After a ride in the lift I made my way to the apartment door, rang the bell (and had a chuckle at the tune it plays like I did the last time) and was let in by Brooke.
I was greeted with a kiss which soon relaxed me and made me feel welcome. Breaking away from the kiss she asked if I'd like a drink, which I accepted. She joined me on the sofa where we had a quick chat, but it didn't take long for her to initiate another kissing session and she soon suggested she run me a shower, which I agreed was a good idea. Once the shower was running we had another kiss before she left me to it.
Once I was done I opened the bathroom door to discover Brooke had changed into a black lacy thing which went very well with her black stockings. We met with a kiss, her hands beginning to loosen the towel from around my waste. I decided I'd help her with that and dropped the towel, causing her to start stroking my cock with her hand. She began to drift down and started to give me some lovely oral, taking all of me into her mouth. I sat on the bed, Brooke kneeling in front of me, before she asked if I wanted to lie back on the bed. Upon doing so I noticed what a fantastic view I had in the mirror, leaving me unsure where to look! After a while she came up to meet me for some more kissing whilst her hand was busy down below. Just before I reached the point of no return I asked if she'd like some attention, which she agreed to. Phew, that was close!
With the black lacy thing discarded, Brooke laid on the bed. I started by giving her breasts some attention which she seemed to enjoy with plenty of movement and moans. I broke off from this for some more kissing, all the while her hand was busy working away on my cock. Before I had chance to drift further south she'd decided it was my turn again and once more my full length disappeared inside her mouth, again unsure whether to look in the mirror or what was going on in front of me. She asked if I wanted to put on a condom, which I agreed to. On with the condom, although it took Brooke a while to take off the beads from around her neck and by the time she'd done that I'd lost some of my hardness. Ah well, nothing more oral wouldn't sort out and she was soon on top leaning down to kiss me. She was very tight and it wasn't long until I'd filled the condom.
Whilst I recovered she massaged my back which allowed for a more prolonged chat. After a couple of minutes we lay next to each other as we continued chatting, which quickly progressed into some more kissing. Her hand got me ready for the next round and she was soon giving me oral again. She asked if I wanted to put a condom on, but I suggested we got into 69 instead which she was happy to do. Unfortunately I couldn't find the right spot, and her fantastic oral quickly brought it to an end. At the vital point I'd slipped out of her mouth but she quickly got me back inside until I'd finished. I got the impression she wasn't a huge fan of CIM as she quickly got up to spit it out, which is fair enough.
We finished with more chatting before I had another quick shower. More kissing on the bed once I'd showered and dressed, a quick chat about the World Cup, grabbed my jacket from the other room, more kissing, handed over the payment, a quick kiss at the door and off I went. All in all it was a very enjoyable hour, Brooke was lovely and could quite easily pass off as older than 19 due to her mature personality and she is certainly very sexy.
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