I found myself in the city today and decided to check out Venessa. I scheduled an appointment for 4:00pm, typical two-call process, which turned into four, as I had to wait until 4:30pm to finally make it upstairs.
For anyone, who has not met Venessa, I found her to be pretty, a very firm hostess, with fairly large bolts. I would also suggest the photos are an accurate representation of her, probably are her but she is certainly not a spinner, every bit of 5-9. She took my hand and waked me to the last room on the right, even though I liked the first room we passed, the one with the strings of white light bulbs hanging on the wall, sobeit.
She helped me get undressed, escorted me to the tub for a standup shower, dropped her bathing suit and joined me for the hose down. Nothing special, just a thorough wash-up with some idle chitchat, certainly friendly, at times comical. She seems to have a good sense of humor and does try to be engaging. She remarked about how we were twins, both of us clean-shaven. Venessa also has a tiny nose piercing, nostril left and a pierced belly button.
Back to the room, mattress on the floor with a mirror on the wall. I assumed the position, as she dimmed the light, so much so, I could hardly see her. I asked if she could lighten things up a bit, which she did, but ever so slight. As I was on my stomach, she started with a dry, very firm massage, which was actually pretty lame and lasted about fifteen minutes. On the flip, she began rubbing my chest while she worked her breasts against my cock. As she maneuvered her way down she did the condom in the mouth routine, quite well as a matter of fact but not what I was hoping for. Even though it was CBJ, it was actually pretty good. I was wondering, trying to figure out, when she placed the condom in her mouth but again with it being as dark as it was, anything was possible.
After about ten-minutes Venessa spun herself around and positioned herself for 69, which was absolutely fine by me. It was then I realized she was adorned with a barbell hood ornament, which again was fine, just a bit of a surprise. This went on until she had enough, I think she was going to mount me reverse cowgirl when I asked if I could start doggie which she obliged. Staring out slow, worked up to a feverish pace and all was going well, until she asked if I could change to mish. So I climb aboard at which time, Venessa starts arching her back, which made it difficult to get any meaningful penetration or establish any rhythm. We decided to switch to cowgirl which was even worse, just about the lamest attempt I had ever experienced, so much so she had to go down on me again until all systems were a go. We resumed doggie once again but this time, she kept pushing back and believe it was to prevent any type of serious pounding but I did manage to wrestle one out.
Venessa went for the washcloth, a momentary cleanup, money on the small table along with a reluctant tip, on with my cloths and headed for the door. It was about then another lady appeared, not much for looks, speaking the language. Vanessa walked toward the entrance, I could see she was writing, came back with a piece of paper and handed it to me, their new telephone number, as I was told they are changing digs as of May 20th. I did not ask for the new address, they did not offer.
All in all, in my opinion, nothing special and doubt I would ever return.