BTW, I don't believe a poor/mediocre session can be solely blamed on the hobbyist, but I do believe it can solely be blamed on the escort. Originally Posted by charlestudor2005I would have to disagree, if you are seeing a respected, well reviewed provider. If you are seeing a BP girl, good luck.
I would have to disagree, if you are seeing a respected, well reviewed provider. If you are seeing a BP girl, good luck.I just had an appointment where I had to stop and ask "why did you come and see me?" He looked at me dumbfounded and then said "you're not into a little PSE now and then?" I simply said no when I really wanted to respond no asshole I don't like having my head shoved or my face slapped with your penis. He ended up jerking himself off becuause he said if it wasn't a little rough or he couldn't humiliate me slightly he wasn't into it. READ THE REVIEWS PEOPLE. I'm sure it will make it into my blog.
The hobbyist has just as much responsibility in making a session good as does the provider. Make sure you pick the right woman for your needs, be prepared, don't expect a somewhat submissive provider to take control, don't expect a GFE to turn into a PSE. Don't just lay there and expect her to know what you want and do all the work.
Create a rapport, don't be afraid to ask for what you want, give and take and go with the flow. Originally Posted by ObyDATY
I just had an appointment where I had to stop and ask "why did you come and see me?" He looked at me dumbfounded and then said "you're not into a little PSE now and then?" I simply said no when I really wanted to respond no asshole I don't like having my head shoved or my face slapped with your penis. He ended up jerking himself off becuause he said if it wasn't a little rough or he couldn't humiliate me slightly he wasn't into it. READ THE REVIEWS PEOPLE. I'm sure it will make it into my blog. Originally Posted by Alex LiebermanAlthough I’ve not had this particular experience, I find what’s fun with one person either isn’t necessarily fun with someone else. I have one friend that I have the w.i.l.d.e.s.t. RW sex with. You know the kind where all the accoutrements are ordered on the internet and then show up in brown, non-descript boxes that are charged to a credit card discretely. Other gentlemen may or may not be into the more exotic side of life, but I’d never know because we didn’t have that chemistry. It’s just another version of ymmv.