A. is a dream escort.
I have practiced this guy several times.
Punctual, clean, serious.
I remember that once he had tied my penis with small thongs to prevent me from coming too quickly, while he pounded me, massaging my prostate, with his half-Greek cock.
He took me in different positions, he put me in confidence and I gave myself without any restraint.
He's one of the first guys who gave me the smell of poppers. It left me in a trance. I opened like the corolla of a flower, and he took my privacy slowly but deeply.
Doggy style, standing against the wall, in the shower, my legs raised on his shoulders, in PLS, sitting on him, and even once my chest is lying on a table and him behind me, biting my neck. Memories that I admit without shame, but he set the bar very high and today having a lover worthy of the name is very difficult, if not almost impossible.
A. made me cum in my ass, several times he left me inert with pleasure and was able to fuck me for 3-4 hours without getting out of breath.
In the end he left me bloodless but full.
I am speaking in the past tense, because life brought me to leave Brussels, and A. is my greatest regret.
My testimony is to assure you that I was very passive (I still am so much) very slutty, and the active he is invariably fulfilled me ...
Have a good trip A. hoping that mine ends up crossing yours again.
Kisses
Jerome
