Leila Reviews

I saw the ads for Leila on a local review site and they were so good that I reckoned they were probably bait and switch. However, it was a slow evening so I called her and was taken by her sweet voice and intelligence. She was located at a fairly convenient airport hotel so I figured it wasn’t a long drive if things turned out badly. When she opened the door to her room I was unprepared for how lovely she looked. The pictures were no lie! Leila is a gorgeous East Indian woman with a body that men have wet dreams about. She is incredibly slender through her torso and legs, but voluptuous on top, partly thanks to an almost undetectable set of implants. Her skin is a soft café au lait colour that white women seek at tanning salons. She welcomed me in and I was surprised at the lack of accent. She’s been in Canada most of her life and speaks better English than I do. We sat down on the sofa and got to know each other. I’d brought wine but discovered that she doesn’t drink. On the other hand the chocolates and perfume were welcome and over some gooey truffles we made small talk about our respective days. She was wearing a clingy skirt that showed off her slim legs and a blouse with a daring décolletage that attracted my eyes. Eventually her hand reached out to brush my thigh and I took that as a signal to turn her head towards me and kiss the plump lips that beckoned. Leila is a soft kisser, which is how I like it – more lips than tongue, sensuous and sexy. We kept at this for a while and as the intensity grew it seemed only natural that we adjourn to the adjacent bed. We kept our clothes and touched each other slowly building up the excitement. Then we began to unbutton each other’s garments revealing skin and lingerie (hers not mine). Leila was wearing a very pretty bra and panties set in a fuchsia that set off her skin coloring. My hands were now much freer to roam and so they did. Eventually, I slipped my fingers into the clasp of her brassiere and unleashed her beautiful . . .