So I was perusing the Mirage website, looking at the gallery of my favourite agency, when the Mrs. popped into my den and took a gander herself, peeking over my shoulder. I started pointing out different girls, asking her if she liked what she saw. Mrs. Tank smiled appreciatively, until she saw one girl who really caught her eye. “I wonder if she sees couples?” she said with excitement. “Call up her profile.” This beautiful woman was none other than the lovely Remy of Mirage.
I, however, tried to distract her. “How about this other girl?” I said quickly, but the Mrs. was having none of it. She read Remy’s profile and looked approvingly at the pics, then said “We should see her.” When she looked at me, however, and saw my hesitance, she knew something was wrong. “What’s the matter?” she asked.
“Well,” I said. “That’s Remy, honey, and . . . I don’t think I can share her with you.” The look Mrs. Tank gave me was priceless. It was kind of a combination of “What the fuck” and “Boy you must be trippin’” “That’s Remy,” I said again and “We kind of have a thing . . .” You have to understand guys. In the last few couples’ sessions, I have been holding myself back and focusing on Mrs. Tank, but Remy and I click and I am not sure I could restrain myself.
Any of you guys having this problem? . . . your significant other wanting to horn in on one of your Can’t Go Wrong girls or am I all alone here? J
After this, of course, I booked Remy (for myself) quick fast and in a hurry. Booking with the lovely Taylor was a breeze and I made it to the location with time to spare, and got called up to the room by none other than Andy himself. I like that guy! “Go on up, Tank and have a good time!!”
After a soft rap on the door, I walked inside to see a very excited Remy who was looking even more lovely than the last 4 times I saw her. She did a little dance of joy, then jumped into my arms and planted a soft, warm, wet kiss on my lips. This girl can kiss.
For those who haven’t seen her, Remy is a petit 5’4” who is even more lovely in person than her pictures IMHO. She is pretty, and I have always been wowed at the door. Her body, while petit, in sleek, strong, tight, and athletic (if that makes any sense). She has a round, tight ass, awesome legs and a beautiful pair of natural small c-cup breasts with delicate, responsive nipples. In one word, Yum.
She was very happy to see me, and we quickly slipped into the bedroom where she sprawled out on the bed in sexy bra and panties. I tossed my jacket into the corner, knelt at the side of the bed and kissed her softly, while my hands caressed her body. After a few minutes, I took my leave and slipped into the bathroom for a shower. After polishing my nasty bits to a sparkle, I emerged naked, joined her on the bed, and lifted this beautiful woman into my arms for more soft, passionate kissing. My mouth enjoyed her tongue, lips, and breasts and she was pleased with the attention. I had to stop there for a moment, however, because we were in the Jemma room (You know the condo Jemma always worked out of?!) and the blinds needed opening.
The day was cool outside, but the beautiful, warm sunlight streamed through the window onto our bodies as my mouth found Remy’s softness between her legs. Remy loves DATY and I know just how she likes it. My tongue darted across her clitoris and her orgasm began to build. I worked softly, then firmly, and this beautiful minx writhed in pleasure. My hands enjoyed her soft breasts as my tongue worked more firmly and urgently. Before she orgasmed, however, Remy pulled me up to her mouth and we kissed passionately.
Remy took position between my legs and gave me an enthusiastic BBBJ with lots of eye contact. This girl’s tongue has talents, and she quickly had me moaning in pleasure as my hand caressed that perfect, firm ass. The view in the double mirrors was perfect. Of course, within minutes she had me on the verge of exploding in her mouth but I hadn’t yet enjoyed that immaculate pussy. On went the raincoat, and missionary was deliciously tight. She spread her legs wide as I pounded her deeply, then she started pelvic thrusting against me from the bottom, forcing the cannon even deeper. It was all I could do to hold on.
Switching position, she mounted me in cowgirl and fucked thetank with skill. Her perfect breasts bouncing above me is a sight not to be forgotten. After a few minutes, in the saddle, however, she smiled devilishly at me and said “I know how you want to finish.” With that she mounted me in reverse cowgirl and rode me with the best technique I have yet found. Deep thrusts, alternated with manipulation of just the head of the cannon, but she never skipped a beat or missed a thrust . . . but what I love her for is that she kept this up for 20 minutes straight. I can’t take ANY credit. I just starfished and enjoyed the ride. I was a lazy fuck!
OMFG She rode me, and rode me, and the sweat dripped down her back. With the sun bathing our bodies, she rode me and rode me, and the sweat covered her perfect ass, and she kept riding with a smile on her face, even as I looked over in the double mirrors to see her exquisite body on top of me. My cannon was reaching critical mass, and as she worked the head alone back and forth into her pussy, I exploded. Remy, however, didn’t miss a beat, and she buried the cannon into her pussy with rhythmic deep thrusts while squeezing the life . . . I mean the spooch . . . out of him. What an orgasm.
In the afterglow of the session, we lay in one another’s arms, a mess of tangled, sweaty flesh. The conversation was fun, and easy . . . like two old friends catching up on one another’s lives. What an awesome girl . . . one of my Can’t Go Wrong Girls.
I just don’t think I can share her with the Mrs. . . . yet. J
I, however, tried to distract her. “How about this other girl?” I said quickly, but the Mrs. was having none of it. She read Remy’s profile and looked approvingly at the pics, then said “We should see her.” When she looked at me, however, and saw my hesitance, she knew something was wrong. “What’s the matter?” she asked.
“Well,” I said. “That’s Remy, honey, and . . . I don’t think I can share her with you.” The look Mrs. Tank gave me was priceless. It was kind of a combination of “What the fuck” and “Boy you must be trippin’” “That’s Remy,” I said again and “We kind of have a thing . . .” You have to understand guys. In the last few couples’ sessions, I have been holding myself back and focusing on Mrs. Tank, but Remy and I click and I am not sure I could restrain myself.
Any of you guys having this problem? . . . your significant other wanting to horn in on one of your Can’t Go Wrong girls or am I all alone here? J
After this, of course, I booked Remy (for myself) quick fast and in a hurry. Booking with the lovely Taylor was a breeze and I made it to the location with time to spare, and got called up to the room by none other than Andy himself. I like that guy! “Go on up, Tank and have a good time!!”
After a soft rap on the door, I walked inside to see a very excited Remy who was looking even more lovely than the last 4 times I saw her. She did a little dance of joy, then jumped into my arms and planted a soft, warm, wet kiss on my lips. This girl can kiss.
For those who haven’t seen her, Remy is a petit 5’4” who is even more lovely in person than her pictures IMHO. She is pretty, and I have always been wowed at the door. Her body, while petit, in sleek, strong, tight, and athletic (if that makes any sense). She has a round, tight ass, awesome legs and a beautiful pair of natural small c-cup breasts with delicate, responsive nipples. In one word, Yum.
She was very happy to see me, and we quickly slipped into the bedroom where she sprawled out on the bed in sexy bra and panties. I tossed my jacket into the corner, knelt at the side of the bed and kissed her softly, while my hands caressed her body. After a few minutes, I took my leave and slipped into the bathroom for a shower. After polishing my nasty bits to a sparkle, I emerged naked, joined her on the bed, and lifted this beautiful woman into my arms for more soft, passionate kissing. My mouth enjoyed her tongue, lips, and breasts and she was pleased with the attention. I had to stop there for a moment, however, because we were in the Jemma room (You know the condo Jemma always worked out of?!) and the blinds needed opening.
The day was cool outside, but the beautiful, warm sunlight streamed through the window onto our bodies as my mouth found Remy’s softness between her legs. Remy loves DATY and I know just how she likes it. My tongue darted across her clitoris and her orgasm began to build. I worked softly, then firmly, and this beautiful minx writhed in pleasure. My hands enjoyed her soft breasts as my tongue worked more firmly and urgently. Before she orgasmed, however, Remy pulled me up to her mouth and we kissed passionately.
Remy took position between my legs and gave me an enthusiastic BBBJ with lots of eye contact. This girl’s tongue has talents, and she quickly had me moaning in pleasure as my hand caressed that perfect, firm ass. The view in the double mirrors was perfect. Of course, within minutes she had me on the verge of exploding in her mouth but I hadn’t yet enjoyed that immaculate pussy. On went the raincoat, and missionary was deliciously tight. She spread her legs wide as I pounded her deeply, then she started pelvic thrusting against me from the bottom, forcing the cannon even deeper. It was all I could do to hold on.
Switching position, she mounted me in cowgirl and fucked thetank with skill. Her perfect breasts bouncing above me is a sight not to be forgotten. After a few minutes, in the saddle, however, she smiled devilishly at me and said “I know how you want to finish.” With that she mounted me in reverse cowgirl and rode me with the best technique I have yet found. Deep thrusts, alternated with manipulation of just the head of the cannon, but she never skipped a beat or missed a thrust . . . but what I love her for is that she kept this up for 20 minutes straight. I can’t take ANY credit. I just starfished and enjoyed the ride. I was a lazy fuck!
OMFG She rode me, and rode me, and the sweat dripped down her back. With the sun bathing our bodies, she rode me and rode me, and the sweat covered her perfect ass, and she kept riding with a smile on her face, even as I looked over in the double mirrors to see her exquisite body on top of me. My cannon was reaching critical mass, and as she worked the head alone back and forth into her pussy, I exploded. Remy, however, didn’t miss a beat, and she buried the cannon into her pussy with rhythmic deep thrusts while squeezing the life . . . I mean the spooch . . . out of him. What an orgasm.
In the afterglow of the session, we lay in one another’s arms, a mess of tangled, sweaty flesh. The conversation was fun, and easy . . . like two old friends catching up on one another’s lives. What an awesome girl . . . one of my Can’t Go Wrong Girls.
I just don’t think I can share her with the Mrs. . . . yet. J
