I was working during this most recent excursion, so I didn’t have the opportunity to spend as much time on pleasure as my mind was too often on work, I’m sorry to admit.

Better armed with plenty of web research for my second attempt on the lovely young French Canadian girls, I settled on two agencies that received good reviews. My first night I was having a hard time deciding which of two girls I should choose. The matter was settled when I finally called Asservissante and learned that neither was working that evening. The fellow talked me into another lady that seemed to meet my requirements (young and petite).

An hour later, the doorbell rang and was greeted with a warm and happy smile. Emmanuelle was fairly small with a wild main of reddish hair. She was full of life and quite bubbly. I suspected that I was her first client of the evening.

I took her coat and explained my situation (“No, this is not my house, but I sure wish it was). I gave her a quick tour and let her decide between the den and the guest bedroom. When she saw the fur on the bed (yeah, this is one cool place) she leapt on top of it and squirmed around for all she was worth. I offered her a drink and was pleasantly surprised that she settled on whiskey. We toasted and sip our drinks.

As we sat on the bed, we chatted for several minutes before she began tugging at my clothes. I responded in kind and we were soon down to our underwear. “What do you like?” she asked me. I gave her my preferences straight up. I then asked her what she liked. She wasn’t quite as forthright telling me she liked everything.

She grabbed a condom out of her bag and rolled it on me with a practiced hand. Moments later she was gulping my dick in her mouth. I ran my hands through her hair and over her back. Her technique was better than most, but I was keen to return the favor.

I laid her on her back and slid in between her legs. I then discovered one of the smoothest pussies I’ve ever laid tongue on. Her whole body, from the nose on down, was as smooth and hair-free as a baby’s. I licked away at her for several minutes before she suggested we opt for a 69. I eagerly agreed.

This now gave me access to her cute little butt. She was in remarkably good shape, so I was surprised to discover that her ass was not the hard muscles I was expecting. We enjoyed each other’s mouths for some time before I spun her around and had her climb on top.

Sadly, as perfect as her tight little body was, Emmanuelle was artificially enhanced. It was much too distracting, but she was such a sweetheart that I didn’t really mind. She bounced around on top of me for a while before I pulled her down to me and let my hips do the work for a bit while I fondled her lovely ass.

She then told me she really liked doggie style so we switched right away. She pressed her face against the fur while I prepared to mount her. It was then that I noticed that she had applied a studded condom to the little wombat. I asked her about it and she responded that she really liked the texture. Oh!

I got up a good rhythm and ran my hands all over her. Her skin was so perfect; I loved touching her. I reached beneath her and straightened her legs so I could stretch out on top of her. With the warmth of her body beneath me, I entwined my finger with hers and whispered in her ear how much I was enjoying the encounter.

I knew time would soon run short, so I suggested that we move to missionary. She wanted to change the condom, as she didn’t want to risk it breaking. I stood beside the bed and pulled off the old one as she prepared the next. As she lay on her stomach, she rolled it on and started sucking me. I was able to reach over and play with her butt as her head bobbed up and down.

I needed to get back inside this girl, so I had her lay back. I slid inside effortlessly. As we kissed, she reached beneath her leg and played with my balls. I was one happy fellow! I pounded away for several minutes until I was near exhaustion. I sat up and pulled her with me. As I knelt on the bed, she ground her hips into me and looked me straight in the eyes. Ah, how much better than Amsterdam!

I stood up and took her with me. Standing in the middle of the room, I held her ass and thrust my hips upward and into her. As much as I would have loved to come this way, it was just too tiring. I put her back down on the bed and continued in missionary, her legs spread wide open and straight.

With one hand on her ass and the other on the back her neck, I was able to get outstanding leverage. I came hard and deep, my face pressed into her hair. I wanted it to last and last, but it never does. As I leaned up to look at her, she rolled her hips and my dick slipped out. I was disappointed; I wanted to stay inside her as long as possible. I rolled over beside her and stroked her body as we talked.

Noting the time, we both jumped up to get her cleaned up, as the driver would arrive any minute. I gave her a hug and a kiss at the door and sent her on her way with a promise to call on her again (which I fully intend to do).