Review Giselle [Debonairs]
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Giselle
(September 2023)
After seeing Giselle in a double, I had to book her by herself. She's an absolutely stunning woman. I'll be honest, I'm generally pretty intimidated by tall, beautiful women but Giselle is such a genuinely lovely person that it's impossible to be anything but comfortable when you're with her. Statistically, girls who are 10s generally don't need to try very hard but that couldn't be further from the truth for Giselle. You can tell she takes great pride in her work and is dedicated to giving you an unforgettable experience.
I don't normally describe in detail my experiences but I'm gonna share this one. Keep in mind that I had seen Giselle before and we have a bit of rapport already.
Here goes, umm sorry it's pretty long:
[By request, I'm editing this to have less details. It seems some clients have made Giselle a bit uncomfortable, possibly having certain expectations as a result of this post]
[Long story short, Giselle is amazing, please see her and treat her with kindness and respect. I always say, you get out of the session what you put in. Nothing is guaranteed but you can make a difference in the service you receive. If you're clean, well-groomed, friendly, respectful and polite, you'll have a better time than someone who turns up expecting xyz. Building rapport is a skill but it's beneficial.]
I was nervous, I don't know why as I had done this so often before. My walk up the concrete stairs filled me with anticipation. Clutching my box of French pastries I had bought as a gift for the team, I turn the corner at the oh so familiar "unit 4" sign, dread, a fellow connoisseur stood by the door. Looks to be my age, early-mid thirties. He steps away from the door and stands against the wall. Awkwardly, I ask, "have you knocked on the door?" he replies, "no". Riveting story-telling I know. I slip in and knock on the door, it opens and a familiar friendly face appears. It was the pretty receptionist I had seen a few times before. She invites me in and already knows who I'm here to see.. that's convenient I thought to myself. Her already beaming face lit up more as I handed her the box of treats to be shared around. "That's so sweet! Thank you oh my god". What can I say, I'm a giver.
I'm directed into the room and left to wait. I hear the girls in the corridor gushing over my gift. Nothing sweeter than hearing the appreciation of ladies over something you did. I would later learn what my return on investment was.
Fingernail scratches on the door and in walked Giselle in all her 5'10 plus heels glory, clad in classy lingerie with a big smile on her face. Her hair clipped up in a messy bun, her beautiful soft warm eyes, I caught myself staring for a bit in awe but managed to finally greet her. She came in for a hug. It was the type of hug you give a close friend you hadn't seen in a long time. Long and tight. She expressed her gratitude for the treats, and we talked about pastries for a while. Obviously, the kind of thing you do when you go for a sensual massage. Our conversation led to her extras. I said I would think about it in the shower. Little did she know, I wanted to do it all with her even before I made my booking.
After a thorough shower, I went back into the room followed closely behind by a now nearly nude Giselle. Her lingerie was gone and she had a very homely wrap-around shawl on. My irrational fantasising brain immediately imagined her wearing that around our living room as I sip on my morning mocha (don't judge) scrolling on my phone.
I snapped back to reality as she had me lie face down on the table. Giselle's fingers delicately run down my entire body sending tingles through me. Hot oil trickles from the bottle to her hand to my body. Her magic hands slowly but surely rub the oil into my skin. "Your skin is so soft" she says. A line I've heard often enough it seems unlike a coincidence now. I appreciate my genetics for a moment before I feel something else that's soft graze through my hands. Giselle's perfect breasts sweeping down my arm and into my hand. I give them a gentle squeeze as she moans softly into my ear. I drift off in relaxation as she continues to massage me with occasional caresses of my dick and balls. I wish the old premises had the new tables but I digress. I tell her I am interested in extras. She says of course with an air of excitement in her voice. Did she want this too? I deluded myself.
I'm instructed to flip over, I rub my eyes and can finally see the goddess that has been servicing me. God she's stunningly beautiful. She stands over my head and runs her hands down my chest, her soft ample breasts a mere tongue length away from my face. She's tempting me but I just enjoyed the view. If she wanted my mouth on them, she would bring them closer to me. Respect is key fellas. She moves back, her face slowly approaches mine, looks at me seductively and plants a soft sensual kiss on my lips. "spiderman kiss" she joked. She comes around to the side and leans over to kiss me again. My dick stands at attention. "That got your attention" she mused. Her hands wander their way down and starts stroking me slowly. Her lips still on mine as we make out softly. "Your lips are so soft, they feel really nice to kiss." she whispered. I could tell she was genuine, nobody is that good an actor. Giselle climbed up on the table and slid her body up and down mine, every moment pure ecstasy, stopping to kiss gently and lovingly. The level of intimacy surpassed that of actual sex.
She gave me a quick suggestive look and turned her body around, her glorious ass and picture perfect pussy faced me as she started massaging my dick. My hands wander up and feel her tight firm ass. She lowers herself, inching slowly towards my face. What follows is what I can only describe as ultimate bliss. We gave in to the throes of passion until her inevitable climax.
I was then showered with compliments for which I thank her for the ego boost. She rested for a quick moment before getting up to wipe herself.
Time was winding down and I don't do well with pressure. Giselle tried her hardest to return the favour but little bro didn't wanna cooperate in the end. After a story like that it isn't the ending you want to read I'm sure but I think it's important to stay true to the events. Hey, it happens. Giselle apologised we didn't get there, I reassured her that it was okay and that I still had an amazing time.
I shower, we hug and say our goodbyes as she walks me to the door. Back to reality. I'll definitely be seeing her again. She's unforgettable.
Giselle if you read this, thanks for the incredible memory.
TLDR - I can't condense it, you're going to have to read the whole thing sorry!
(September 2023)
After seeing Giselle in a double, I had to book her by herself. She's an absolutely stunning woman. I'll be honest, I'm generally pretty intimidated by tall, beautiful women but Giselle is such a genuinely lovely person that it's impossible to be anything but comfortable when you're with her. Statistically, girls who are 10s generally don't need to try very hard but that couldn't be further from the truth for Giselle. You can tell she takes great pride in her work and is dedicated to giving you an unforgettable experience.
I don't normally describe in detail my experiences but I'm gonna share this one. Keep in mind that I had seen Giselle before and we have a bit of rapport already.
Here goes, umm sorry it's pretty long:
[By request, I'm editing this to have less details. It seems some clients have made Giselle a bit uncomfortable, possibly having certain expectations as a result of this post]
[Long story short, Giselle is amazing, please see her and treat her with kindness and respect. I always say, you get out of the session what you put in. Nothing is guaranteed but you can make a difference in the service you receive. If you're clean, well-groomed, friendly, respectful and polite, you'll have a better time than someone who turns up expecting xyz. Building rapport is a skill but it's beneficial.]
I was nervous, I don't know why as I had done this so often before. My walk up the concrete stairs filled me with anticipation. Clutching my box of French pastries I had bought as a gift for the team, I turn the corner at the oh so familiar "unit 4" sign, dread, a fellow connoisseur stood by the door. Looks to be my age, early-mid thirties. He steps away from the door and stands against the wall. Awkwardly, I ask, "have you knocked on the door?" he replies, "no". Riveting story-telling I know. I slip in and knock on the door, it opens and a familiar friendly face appears. It was the pretty receptionist I had seen a few times before. She invites me in and already knows who I'm here to see.. that's convenient I thought to myself. Her already beaming face lit up more as I handed her the box of treats to be shared around. "That's so sweet! Thank you oh my god". What can I say, I'm a giver.
I'm directed into the room and left to wait. I hear the girls in the corridor gushing over my gift. Nothing sweeter than hearing the appreciation of ladies over something you did. I would later learn what my return on investment was.
Fingernail scratches on the door and in walked Giselle in all her 5'10 plus heels glory, clad in classy lingerie with a big smile on her face. Her hair clipped up in a messy bun, her beautiful soft warm eyes, I caught myself staring for a bit in awe but managed to finally greet her. She came in for a hug. It was the type of hug you give a close friend you hadn't seen in a long time. Long and tight. She expressed her gratitude for the treats, and we talked about pastries for a while. Obviously, the kind of thing you do when you go for a sensual massage. Our conversation led to her extras. I said I would think about it in the shower. Little did she know, I wanted to do it all with her even before I made my booking.
After a thorough shower, I went back into the room followed closely behind by a now nearly nude Giselle. Her lingerie was gone and she had a very homely wrap-around shawl on. My irrational fantasising brain immediately imagined her wearing that around our living room as I sip on my morning mocha (don't judge) scrolling on my phone.
I snapped back to reality as she had me lie face down on the table. Giselle's fingers delicately run down my entire body sending tingles through me. Hot oil trickles from the bottle to her hand to my body. Her magic hands slowly but surely rub the oil into my skin. "Your skin is so soft" she says. A line I've heard often enough it seems unlike a coincidence now. I appreciate my genetics for a moment before I feel something else that's soft graze through my hands. Giselle's perfect breasts sweeping down my arm and into my hand. I give them a gentle squeeze as she moans softly into my ear. I drift off in relaxation as she continues to massage me with occasional caresses of my dick and balls. I wish the old premises had the new tables but I digress. I tell her I am interested in extras. She says of course with an air of excitement in her voice. Did she want this too? I deluded myself.
I'm instructed to flip over, I rub my eyes and can finally see the goddess that has been servicing me. God she's stunningly beautiful. She stands over my head and runs her hands down my chest, her soft ample breasts a mere tongue length away from my face. She's tempting me but I just enjoyed the view. If she wanted my mouth on them, she would bring them closer to me. Respect is key fellas. She moves back, her face slowly approaches mine, looks at me seductively and plants a soft sensual kiss on my lips. "spiderman kiss" she joked. She comes around to the side and leans over to kiss me again. My dick stands at attention. "That got your attention" she mused. Her hands wander their way down and starts stroking me slowly. Her lips still on mine as we make out softly. "Your lips are so soft, they feel really nice to kiss." she whispered. I could tell she was genuine, nobody is that good an actor. Giselle climbed up on the table and slid her body up and down mine, every moment pure ecstasy, stopping to kiss gently and lovingly. The level of intimacy surpassed that of actual sex.
She gave me a quick suggestive look and turned her body around, her glorious ass and picture perfect pussy faced me as she started massaging my dick. My hands wander up and feel her tight firm ass. She lowers herself, inching slowly towards my face. What follows is what I can only describe as ultimate bliss. We gave in to the throes of passion until her inevitable climax.
I was then showered with compliments for which I thank her for the ego boost. She rested for a quick moment before getting up to wipe herself.
Time was winding down and I don't do well with pressure. Giselle tried her hardest to return the favour but little bro didn't wanna cooperate in the end. After a story like that it isn't the ending you want to read I'm sure but I think it's important to stay true to the events. Hey, it happens. Giselle apologised we didn't get there, I reassured her that it was okay and that I still had an amazing time.
I shower, we hug and say our goodbyes as she walks me to the door. Back to reality. I'll definitely be seeing her again. She's unforgettable.
Giselle if you read this, thanks for the incredible memory.
TLDR - I can't condense it, you're going to have to read the whole thing sorry!
