By Jaggerbowski on Sunday, July 26, 2009 - 11:41 am: Edit |
Went out in a cab looking for the restaurant "Parmagiana" which allegedly had the club "Bronx" beneath in the basement. Wiped off the face of the earth.
Saw another place across the street named "Gems Komhat". It was a fluke - real good.
Had a herring appetizer, then Byelorussian soup with dark bread followed by 2 duck breasts with wild rice and a plate of green beans on the side. Two glasses of red wine and water, with tip 103K.
A taxi back to "Westworld" was the standard 10K.
The cover there, the same price. It was packed, but teenagers only, again. Not a pro to be seen. Obvious mis-information.
Had three (3) vodka & Red Bulls @ 10K each.
Took a few pics.
Went upstairs to the private club room.
This is what awaited me. Too bad I couldn't stay.
No, a "non-pro" not even "semi-pros".
I went home.
I could not believe my bad luck.
Decided to get dressed again and go out.
Grabbed a taxi from the stand. Convinced the man to lend me his cell.
Called Olga. She answered and I told her to give the driver her address. We were off.
10K, plus 5K more for use of the phone.
I rang the enter-phone and she buzzes me in.
She opened the door wearing a black sheer housecoat with a black bra and panties to match.
She smelt real good. We kissed on the cheeks.
Asked me to sit and offered me a drink. Water was fine.
We start talking in Polish.
She asked if we could take care of business first. Handed her the 150 Euros.
We started to DFK and the rest is history.
Whether she would have allowed any pics I will never know.
Let's just say for a 35 y.o. mature woman she was a "Super fuck" and totally in shape.
Superior oral skills, very responsive to my touch, multi-orgasmic, she was the whole package.
Only a little landing strip above her snatch.
I fucked her hard and fast. When I got close I asked if I could unload in her mouth. She said No!, but offered her tits,. I whipped off the rubber, and sprayed her nicely.
Just towelled off, and asked if she could call me a cab.
15K later I was back home.
It was now 1:55 and I needed to pack. I did so with a smile on my face.
Here are her web shots:
Dr. J.