Samya, Algemeen

[French Lover]

Visit of Saturday, March 31st.

Thalys leaving Paris at 11:47 am and arriving in Cologne at 15:15 pm.
In the U16 leading to Michaelshoven, I realize that the weather conditions are better than expected, the sun shines on the banks of the Rhein : it motivates me more to join the small butts.

Arrived at the club at 4 pm, the ideal time to start the visit.
I ask for a locker in the room on the right, in which there is more space.

While waiting to receive my effects, I consult the register : Isabella is back.
It can not be a namesake because she is used to drawing a heart next to her artist name.
She will be the most requested lady this Saturday.

I could not identify the ladies whose names often appear : Ebbe, Mina (the latter chaining sessions whose durations are less than half an hour).

After taking a shower, I go to the restaurant area, Mandy greets me.
I see : Beatrice, Denisa, Iren, Madalina (skeleton), Raissa (unrecognizable with so much makeup), Vanessa.

Having consulted the calendar of the Bundesliga, I know that the local team plays during the afternoon.
I go up to the kino, finding that most of the guys are overthere, to see their fetish team to be rolled six to zero.
In this context, it is a safe bet that many ladies are stashed in their locker room.

I ask Bianca, the whimsical theke dancing a lesbian slow with Johanna, if Lilly, the priority of the day, is scheduled.
She answers : "yes, but later".
A few minutes later, Patricia smiles and caresses me in passing : it is a first.
This puts my order of priority in question.
Before I could say "phew", she was harpooned by a guy.
I wait at the reception, one of them is free, because it is the only place where the heat is not suffocating.

During this waiting, I take the opportunity to listen to the ladies chat, to memorize the nicks of them.
I also consult the register when an interesting ladies write on it.
I now know who are: Avia, Lori and Mary.

Lilly ends up hiring.
I hurry to solicit her, knowing how popular she has become.

This is our second session, which will be better than the first, yet of quality.
She is more playful.
Varied and enduring blowjob.
Arches as possible during the doggystyle.
She is also enduring during cowgirl.
What energy when it was her turn to go back and forth !
To reoffend.

While I'm eating, Bibi comes to greet me.
She is accompanied by Isabella (always dyed blonde), which makes me a kiss, and that I gratify a "back".
Later, I see them in the main area : Bibi stares at me, and seems to probe Isabella about me.
Bibi the MILF could be on my shopping list of the year . And I would rediscover Isabella.

I go to the kino, hope of contemplating exhibitionists.
I only see drunks guys the Bayern Munchen team to explode that of Borussia Dortmund : six to zero.
I settle there and fight against sleep : I want to see the little buttocks to wiggle.
Going down, I see that the ladies do not still show their talents as dancers.
It is, however, 10:30 pm.

Cristina (would have to try one day) and Valentina greet me.
The latter is reserved for the Turkish mafia who organizes its weekly business committee party.
A member of security tries somehow to install the VIP square.
Valentina, more and more haughty as the years go by, takes pleasure in making "police".
The mustaches crew disappear, and she finds herself on the sofa, looking bored.

Other ladies have hired : Anna.ro, Lavinia, Warsa.
I may have identified Kim, whom Lilly claims to be the cousin.
They will eventually try to persuade us that this is a village party.

While I'm eating baklava, Andar handed me one of the oriental pastries, the one in the shape of a heart.
She says that I promised her : a session every time I visit the club, the wedding and the kids.
I tell her that the reproductions will be sold in Thailand to finance her lifestyle.
With that, she says that I have no heart, while touching me the left nipple (it tickles me) ... in order to steal my locker key !
She shows it as a hunting trophy (while it's her ass is one).
I try to get her back, but she put one of her fingers in the ring of the key ring.
We give ourselves in public since there follows a scene of struggle, during which we simulate a bestial doggystyle.
My lower brain is getting up and informing me that the stock has regenerated.

I leave without saying a word, and head to the shower to prepare me.
On the way, Patricia smiles at me again : she troubles me.
As a few hours earlier, I adopt the same process : the first one that will be available will be sexplored.

Returning from the locker room, I open the door of the bar and see Patricia slumped on the gaming table.
I put my arms around her waist, and smiles at her when she turns around.
She tells me that she is going from surprise to surprise with me, on this day : Catalina informed her of my desire to discover her talents, and I enjoy frightening her.

We decide to continue chatting at the reception, because the sound volume of the music is already too high.
I remind her of our first conversation, a few years earlier, when she arrived, during which she seemed uncomfortable.
She told me that I was wrong, and that she was openminded about the process.
During this contact, she is smiling and tactile.
She will be so during the session.

Best session during this visit : She is Great.
Tummy tenderly lip and then add her tongue.
Caresses with the tips of the fingers making the excitement rise.
Superb varied blowjob (especially when it makes up his tongue along Junior) and enduring.
She has velvet cupping in her Bermuda triangle, she contracts the muscles of her vagina to give more pleasure, especially during cowgirl (also enduring).
Eye contact, whatever the position.
It makes me grow my war scream, like that of a virgin in a brothel.
Mandatory recidivism and Priority at the next visit.

I meet Catalina, who asks about the level of complicity during the session with "her sister".
I tell her about my happiness.
She answers me : "It is normal that she is sweet and kind, she is my little sister".
Moreover, I would be good both "sisters", one after the other, because they do not trio.

Cold shower imposed.
Back in the locker room, I meet no-ijsberen French-speaking Belgians (no one is perfect), which is the first visit in FKK.
I inform them about the procedures of the club (so they have decreed to keep their wrist watches).

It's 1:30 am, small butts dance finally.
Shortly after, the DJ broadcasts "Şemmame" interpreted by Brahim Tatlıses, the hymn devolving to the farandole of the mustaches crew.
Andrea the receptionist is asking for ladies and guys to do this.
Usually, it is the bald Turk who takes the initiative.
This time, he is on the podium to make his own farandole, monopolizing four ladies.
A few minutes later, the room is armored, impossible to circulate.
You must go through the corridor leading to the cagibis, to access either the reception or the restaurant area.
Before leaving the bar, I see Andar, who has a burial head.

I'm going to collapse in the rest room.
I am awake once by a guy who drunk too much, who smashes a long chair in two collapsing on it.
He leaves screaming in an unidentified language.
Upon discovering the feat, a security guard (the same who tried very well to install a VIP area a few hours earlier) takes the head with both hands, thinking : "Once again !".
I am woken up a second time by an ear sodomy : even with imperative earplugs, the sound volume of the music is too loud.

I leave the club at 5 am, saying to Aida, my favorite receptionist : "Este o'placere sa-ti revad. Te iubescla nebunie".

Long live to the small butts !
I live only for that !