Vip Ceris (20) escort Napier

Topo

I called and e-mailed and she seamed like my type of total GFE girl. I asked about GFE and she said it depended on her comfort level with the guy, which is never a problem for me, so I booked her for the next day. She rescheduled once and I should have known better but was tempted by a recommendation from her friend so said WTF.

Pholcus

Cameo is new to LA. I found her photos alluring, the text in her website poetic and playful. Her posts on TER seemed warm, genuine, fun. All of this turned out to be true to Cameo, in e mails, phone calls, and in person. I climbed the stairs to her Old Hollywood bungalow. Knocked. Hear the click of stiletto heels on wood floor. The door opened.

Wakhi

Called Kristin and she answered the phone. We discussed the logistics and she told me where she was located. I arrived early as always and observed the location. It was a house and I didn't see anyone leaving. I told her I was there and she said come on up. She answered the door in jeans and a t-shirt. She is a very cute girl. I will say she is more on the spinner side. The last picture in her ad is more representative of what she looks like.

Pinnas

Everyone has an ideal body type he looks for in a girl/woman. I love Latinas, absolutely adored her, yet she seems very Western European as well. She does have that smoking hot Brazilian body that drives me crazy-- strong legs, especially from the front, absolutely killer quads that demand to be worshiped (I complied, resistance is futile); very strong and chiseled ass; hard, defined abs; absolutely adorable, natural breasts- not small, not big; elegant shoulders, neck, and arms. Beautiful, long, mid-brown hair, luminous, hazel eyes (due to contacts). If you had taken this maiden to your senior prom, you would have been struggling all night to hide your boner. She looks like she just got home from college field hockey practice- the very girl on your daughter's field hockey team you can never take your eyes off of, whether she's in the game or not. My ideal woman matched up with ideal personality and behavior.We met in an upscale, long-term business hotel next to Crosscreek Mall. Very nice, easy to get into. Standard texting system to get her room number. She's very prompt, as was I. Knock on the door, it opens, and behind it is my ideal goddess. Her pictures are great! She looks even better in person, I guess because of her animated, expressive nature. Plus she was wearing what I asked for-- bikini bra and panties, white this time. (Yes, I saw her again 48 hours later. Couldn't get enough.... mmmm) Had I known her better, I would have immediately dropped to my knees in front of her and began worshiping that killer body. Her body provides such a nice transition-- something there for everyone, and everything I like: powerful yet elegant quads, womanhood nestling between hot loins, chiseled abs, cute navel, natural breasts that demand attention, classical elegance in her neck, shoulders, chiseled jaw line.She doesn't speak much English and I speak no Portuguese. She's fluent in Spanish so that made talking a little easier. No problem at all. I've never enjoyed talking to someone so much... We managed. She makes you want to try. Very friendly, very charismatic, very educated-- studied law back home. She is a clock watcher. We ended on time. Hey, fair is fair. She began on time. I have no problem with that since she REALLY delivered. She fully accommodated my desire to love and worship a relatively big, tall, strong, young, athletic goddess. She HAS to know she is beautiful. But it hasn't gone to her head. She said she enjoyed my company. I truly enjoyed hers. Treat her right: after all, she' somebody's daughter, verdad? Viva Brazil! Viva Ceris! I saw her twice; you owe your self one visit. VIP's read on.