Review of Tia of Annabellas MK, Milton Keynes

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Safe area, modern apartments, scrupulously clean, neutrally decorated. Ask and make sure the buzzer is working, or ask for directions on how to get in.

So far out of my league it hurts. Very beautiful woman, startlingly curvy sexy bod, well fed and well bred.

Oh my god, what an experience I had with Tia.

We started with a chat and massage, which she is very good at, perfect pressure and tempo, then moved on to a little oral before we started in cowgirl position. No delicate little thrusts here, she mounted me like Boudicca who'd just heard the Romans were on their way over, and rode me as if her life depended on it. There I was lying there, thinking that this was all just a little overwhelming and maybe I should ask her to calm down a bit, but since Tia seemed to be having a whale of a time, why stop? And what the hell, we had a whole hour anyway.

We changed to doggy, and instead of wimping out and going slowly for a while, I looked down at Tia's beautiful body, concentrated on what my dick was doing and kept going. Then, to my surprise, I came! I've always had to be finished by hand - I suppose its due to having started having sex late in life. Or too much wanking! Although you always tell yourself it doesn't matter that you've never come inside, it actually does. I started laughing with happiness and relief, and as we lay together and relaxed I explained it all to her.

She was very understanding about this and an absolute sweetheart, and I'd love to explain why she managed to find something in me which others have not, but I don't know whether I can. I will say this though, she's very very attractive, completely unpretentious, very open and just into it. A gem, and a compliment to all those who know her.

I left a very happy man indeed, hopped on the ol' bike, pulled wheelies off every camber of every road I crossed, hit 150 on the bypass, and ate raw steak for tea. If anyone needs me tonight, you will probably find me on the moors howling at the moon and beating my chest. Or, much more likely, howling in the direction of Milton Keynes.