René posted a trip to my city. I contacted her immediately, and we quickly set up a encounter. A deposit was requested and sent. Email communication was always prompt and information about her location was shared after she received the deposit.
When she finally arrived it turned out that the elevator required a key to unlock it. She came down to the lobby in a tracksuit that covered her neck. Was this to avoid drawing attention to herself for her thick muscle or to her fully inked neck? Either sight would have startled the hotel guests milling about in the lobby. Her face was all that was visible above the high collar, and as everyone knows, she is a beautiful woman. When we arrived in her room she took off her track jacket to reveal a black singlet which tightly hugged her huge chest and shoulders.
She changed into a silver suit, and high heels. She was mountainous, the most muscular woman I had seen in many years. She flexed her magnificent biceps, her awesome traps and her wide lats. Her pectoral muscles are incomparable. She put me on my back and climbed on my chest, asking, "Do you think you can move me off you?"
"I don't want to," I answered.
And that's the memory I'll keep of this extraordinary woman.