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From the first text reply, I knew this was going to be a very, very special treat. Isabelle has a special way with words. She helped me selecting a very comfortable location and the communication was extremely friendly. For me, the anticipation of the meeting reached its climax when I saw her entering the building: A stunning woman that made my jaw drop with every step she took while coming my way. That first kiss, the fragrance of the perfume and the smile... oh that smile, it makes you hope that time would always stay still. As we entered the room, I will admit I was nervous, but that soon went away. I said it before: She has a way with words, I cannot stress this enough; she is engaging and the conversation evolves in an exhilarating way, and that accent flowing with the conversation, it felt incredibly nice.
Just as my mind was going into overdrive with the overstimulating conversation, she went all in!
A huge rush coursing through my veins, with the incredible feeling of having an actual goddess making everything, and I mean everything she did feel amazing. Her porcelain skin and the long legs made an unforgettable imprint in my head; trust me this is not going away, ever. I tried to take as much advantage of the encounter as I could, make every second count... try to make it last forever. She let me explore every nook and cranny of her amazing figure and I ended up in an ultimate ecstatic high.
This must be what reaching Nirvana must feel like.
From the first text reply, I knew this was going to be a very, very special treat. Isabelle has a special way with words. She helped me selecting a very comfortable location and the communication was extremely friendly. For me, the anticipation of the meeting reached its climax when I saw her entering the building: A stunning woman that made my jaw drop with every step she took while coming my way. That first kiss, the fragrance of the perfume and the smile... oh that smile, it makes you hope that time would always stay still. As we entered the room, I will admit I was nervous, but that soon went away. I said it before: She has a way with words, I cannot stress this enough; she is engaging and the conversation evolves in an exhilarating way, and that accent flowing with the conversation, it felt incredibly nice.
Just as my mind was going into overdrive with the overstimulating conversation, she went all in!
A huge rush coursing through my veins, with the incredible feeling of having an actual goddess making everything, and I mean everything she did feel amazing. Her porcelain skin and the long legs made an unforgettable imprint in my head; trust me this is not going away, ever. I tried to take as much advantage of the encounter as I could, make every second count... try to make it last forever. She let me explore every nook and cranny of her amazing figure and I ended up in an ultimate ecstatic high.
This must be what reaching Nirvana must feel like.
