12/12/09 - Sue in Coventry

Hello I’m Alan from Birmingham I would like to be the first to make a field report on your site Sue. I’m not sure how to do this or what I should say so I think its best for me to just give a brief description of what we did.
Meeting place was the bar at the Coventry Holiday Inn. It’s was a good location with secure parking no questions asked by the staff, I walked in through the reception and the bar was about thirty meters and on the right. Sue and James were sitting at the bar with there gin and tonics to be honest she was not that difficult to spot, she looked so classy sat there wearing a beautiful cocktail dress. James offer me a drink and started chatting to me and explain that he was there for Sues safety and would keep a very low profile I was happy with that after all he would be a bad husband if he didn’t look after her.  
Anyway I paid the £300 for an hour with Sue at first I thought it was a little expensive but I would have paid double that. The service she gave was second to none her oral was to die for and believe me it true what I’ve seen on the internet about her tight pussy, there’s no way it would have been that tight when she was a virgin. Well worth booking a couple of hours next time.

Alan

26-02-2010

Just a quick thanks Sue. I could not believe my look meeting you after all these years it was great to see you at last.
Don’t worry about the car it was on hire anyway I told Avis it happened outside the hotel lol

MY CAMEL TOE TUREND ME INTO A WHORE

In the past I was a nice girl married and going to all the best dinner parties and functions. The fashion at the time was tight jeans or trousers and a long blouse but my problem was I have prominent pussy lips and this style of clothing would inevitably divide and rule. Every time I took a breath or moved in any way at all the seam of my garments would move directly over my clitoris, my protective lips had moved to one side and left me totally vulnerable.  I would be constantly holding back my orgasms but the more I moved the more it happened and the more it happened the more my pussy would swell. I was constantly pumped up as the blood would flow straight to my pussy lips.

You guys would know what its like when your chatting up a lady and your feeling horny the temptation to accidentally let the back of your hand rub ever so gently over certain parts of a lady.  Well this happened a few times the problem is my dampened pussy would cling to the guys hand just enough to raise one of my lips then it felt like it was crashing down against my clit it was an instant orgasm every time.

I needed sex, it got to such a stage that I would pretend that I’d had a little to much to drink that way I could justifiably get closer to total strangers at the bar I would make sure to took my way between the guys at the bar and so often they would grope me and finger my wet camel toe.  I would do quickies in the gents toilets or meet them at the rear of the pub it became an addiction.  The problem was the more sex I got the more my pussy would swell up. Something had to be done as I was getting myself a very bad name.

I was watching TV one day and there was a documentary on about the different types of prostitution then suddenly the light came on,“ escorting” I get all the sex I need and I get paid which means I don’t need to work that gives me moretime for sex.