Snowshoe
01-17-2010, 2:55 AM
First I will explain I am in my late fifties over the years I have made shed loads of money, so I am now going to spend it on bringing my trample fantasies to life. With that in mind I have decided to go round the world over the next three years visiting brothels as I go instead of seeing the sights.
The good thing about visiting brothels is you can have exactly what you want but this comes at a cost. What happens is you telephone first and explain what you want and ask if they will be able to give you the service. After a while you receive a return call with the cost and directions on where to go.
My first brothel was in London.
I knocked on the front door of this nice detached house in a classy neighbour hood. The front door opened and I nearly fell over with laughter, there standing in front of me was very hairy man dressed in a maids outfit trying to walk in a pair of black high heels. Any ways I was shown into the hall of a well lit Victorian style furnished passage. I walked up to the desk and identified myself giving over the paper I was given when I had paid the day before. The woman looked to be in her early sixties stood up and walked around the front of her desk, she was medium build with a smart black skirt, black top, white shirt bare legs with gold 2 inch kitten heels, Her feet were beautifully manicured with red nail varnish.
Like my shoes do you, get down and kiss them she said, so I laid on my stomach still dressed and started to kiss and lick them pushing my tongue in-between the toes. After a time she lifted her foot and placed it on my shoulder and walked down my back standing on my ass to turn around and walk back up.
As she walked she kept perfect balance on the front of her feet with only a little pressure on the heels. After the third time up my back the telephone rang in stepping off me she stepped on my hand with the front part of her shoe.
I heard her say ok he ’s ready you can come in now. As I got to my feet she saw the big precum stain on the front of my trousers and started to scold me telling me to take all my clothes off.
As I was doing this there was a knock on the door, hurry up she said and lay down on that carpet in the centre of the floor.
I quickly complied and she shouted come in.
The good thing about visiting brothels is you can have exactly what you want but this comes at a cost. What happens is you telephone first and explain what you want and ask if they will be able to give you the service. After a while you receive a return call with the cost and directions on where to go.
My first brothel was in London.
I knocked on the front door of this nice detached house in a classy neighbour hood. The front door opened and I nearly fell over with laughter, there standing in front of me was very hairy man dressed in a maids outfit trying to walk in a pair of black high heels. Any ways I was shown into the hall of a well lit Victorian style furnished passage. I walked up to the desk and identified myself giving over the paper I was given when I had paid the day before. The woman looked to be in her early sixties stood up and walked around the front of her desk, she was medium build with a smart black skirt, black top, white shirt bare legs with gold 2 inch kitten heels, Her feet were beautifully manicured with red nail varnish.
Like my shoes do you, get down and kiss them she said, so I laid on my stomach still dressed and started to kiss and lick them pushing my tongue in-between the toes. After a time she lifted her foot and placed it on my shoulder and walked down my back standing on my ass to turn around and walk back up.
As she walked she kept perfect balance on the front of her feet with only a little pressure on the heels. After the third time up my back the telephone rang in stepping off me she stepped on my hand with the front part of her shoe.
I heard her say ok he ’s ready you can come in now. As I got to my feet she saw the big precum stain on the front of my trousers and started to scold me telling me to take all my clothes off.
As I was doing this there was a knock on the door, hurry up she said and lay down on that carpet in the centre of the floor.
I quickly complied and she shouted come in.