I prefer to book on last minute than early appointment. Today I dun know what happen tomorrow, also takut to no-show, malu sampai mati. Also worry next time when booking, my partner might go easy on me, cannot fully enjoy lah. I hear this one girl name Yaya from Cheras KL, lately many people talking about her. Rather than just listen others yakking, better I try myself. So I booked her one day before, earliest slot, to go test my skills.
When I reach the place, got bit nervous, bit scared, also a bit excited. Scared she judge me from face, later when action she hold back. Although I quite biasa-biasa looking, but I still consider myself “uncle” among young fresh boys. Some confidence must have lah.
Yaya come a bit late, but no problem. Waiting also relax my tension. Then finally I see her walk in: long hair like ink, so smooth. Wearing black lace top and white short skirt, every move kena a wild vibe. I a bit face-control type, so got my own standard for looks. But looks subjective one, everyone different taste. At first I think looks a bit different from photos in my mind, but after I see her pics again few times, actually quite same lah. Just the photos got that innocent-airy look, make her feel like next-door school princess, everybody love. My curiosity drive me cannot not see for myself. Of course sometimes this feeling is just in my head, overthinking, mata dreamer. Damn expectation lah! Don’t call me playboy, I spit! But actual face acceptable, can say pretty.
Before I go out, I already mandi and change cloth, but when reach there, I wash myself one more time. After wash come back, they ask me to lie face down, back towards sky, start to massage my back. Don’t remember if massage shiok or not, maybe we just chit-chat, I forget liao. Then they ask me to turn over; I know time to “show moves” liao. I flip over, when I look, like see goddess. At this time, Yaya already no clothing, body curve perfect, skin smooth, no fat to be seen, almost perfect lah. Then she start treat me like ice cream, lick nonstop from top down until the special area. Coincidentally, I also got small skill in this move. I not tahan, ask her to lie down, then I reciprocate same method on her. In that dark-light room, smell Yaya’s light body scent, seductive and killer curves, hormones cannot tahan, plus both of us breathing heavy—the room full of this tangle, back and forth, feel like only belong to us momentarily. Sometimes go for massage, this “you and me” moment just for this flash. After around 15 minutes, she also overflow everywhere. Cannot determine is from pleasure or too much saliva. After leh, she say I am expert driver (“sau si”—老司机). But by my experience, I feel something still not right. If she teach me little tips at that time, I would humbly learn. Though feeling weird in heart, not 100% satisfied, but still good feeling lah.
After that, we change “battlefield.” I sit on sofa, Yaya kneel on floor. Then her mouth start to do its thing. In rhythm, in and out, repeat again and again. At last, I no hold back, send all my juice into her mouth.
After match finish, we clean ourselves. After this session, somehow I feel okay. Like I go challenge her arena, and she accept my duel. Battle back and forth, but both just touch and stop, no full-power moves. During fight, she think to maybe use big move (need extra money). Although I dunno this is normal or just personal style, I still very appreciate her suggestion and attention. But I choose to just touch and stop, that’s it. Those who know, know; if dun know, go experience yourself lah.
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Enjoy!
