Private Escort - March 2011 - Christine McQueen

[Mockery]

I've been trying to write this review for weeks. I've started three times and quit part way through. Nothing I've written seems to do Christine any justice. However inadequate, I've decided that this attempt (number four), will have to do.

 

Like every punter in Sydney I had been lusting after the beautiful Christine McQueen for quite a while. The series of pictures she's used on www.privategirls.com.au and other sites had me hooked from day one.

 

My normal MO is the last minute booking - unless I'm interstate or overseas. Obviously with Ms McQueen this would be out if the question. I've tried to see her on a couple of occasions prior to our first meeting. Both times had to be cancelled due to unforseen circumstances and I started to get the impression that I was never going to meet Christine.

 

Our eventual rendezvous occurred in early March. I had booked via email a few days earlier and had happened to find a sweet spot in both our schedules. I arranged to meet Christine mid morning, mid week after a series of early meetings. As is often the case, work gets in the way of a good time. I made the mistake of leaving my mobile out if arms reach - but quite definitely within ears reach. While my collegues were droning on about garbage my mobile was buzzing with incoming messages. Normally this wouldn't be an issue but I knew Heidi would be trying to confirm my appointment with Christine.

 

After a little while I managed to extricate myself from the meeting, grab my phone and disappear into the men's room. As I suspected, Heidi was confirming my time with Ms McQueen. I assured her I would be there, just ten to fifteen minutes late.  I wandered back to my meeting, closed out all further issues I was involved with and high-tailed it out of there. While making my way to the apartment I received an SMS - Heidi and Christine had both assumed I was a no-show because I had taken so long to respond to the initial confirmation (I recall this story so others don't make the same mistake). With some hasty text messaging whilst driving we sorted the situation out. Christine would be a little late (which suited me fine) but she would still meet me for the two hours I had booked.

 

Sydney traffic being what it is, I arrived early and Heidi let me know that Christine would be a further ten minutes late. This was a blessing in disguise. It gave me some time to compose myself after my frantic rush to her apartment.

 

When the time came I buzzed the apartment and was let into the building. The lift ride was one of the slowest I have ever had to endure - it had nothing to do with the engineering. I'm not sure there is a lift known to man that would have gotten me upstairs fast enough.

 

When I knocked on the door I  was greeted by one of the most beautiful women I have ever laid eyes upon. Christine was wearing a white wraparound dress covered with lady beetles and a pair of black, Christain Loubitoun stilettos. Her hair was pulled up in a loose ponytail and it was obvious that she had only been in residence a very short time before I had arrived. To be honest, my first impression was that she was a little flustered, this suited me fine as I was totally flustered at finally meeting such a beautiful woman for the first time.

 

She ushered me into her very stylish apartment and offered me a drink - I think I croaked 'water, please' before she sauntered off to get a glass and I made myself comfortable on the couch. For those that haven't meet Christine I'm not sure where to begin. Her photos do not do her justice (I know everyone says this, but in her case it's true), she is gracious, charming, an easy conversationalist and is one of the most sensual, sexy women I have ever met (not to mention taller than I was expecting).

 

With water in hand she sat down on the couch and we began chatting, getting to know each other. I love this part of an appointment - if I can't make small talk I know I'm never coming back. Christine and I chatted like we'd known each other for years. After some time, during which she had pulled her hair out of the ponytail she leant in to kiss me. It's been said before but I'll say it again, her lips are ridiculously soft. We spent quite a while making out, our hands exploring each other. Eventually I found the sash that held her dress together and gave it a gentle pull. With very little coaxing her amazing body was revealed.

 

Under the dress she was wearing a leopard print g-string and bra ensemble. To me she looked like a hot and horny Betty Rubble (Barney never had it so good). I asked her to stand up so I could admire her physique and I was not disappointed. Christine has a body built for sin by someone that really knew what they were doing. She is tall, curvy, with an arse built for worship and breasts that were created in heaven. With those soft, sensual lips, smoldering eyes and long, lustrous hair she is one of the hottest, horniest woman I have ever spent time with.

 

Once I'd finished admiring her amazing body we started kissing again - this very quickly led me south through her breasts, across her taught stomach and onto dinner at the Y. I spent a good forty minutes feasting on Christine's pussy. To say it's one of the finest, tastiest and smoothest snatch's I've ever had the pleasure to dine on would be an understatement. During this feast we slowly undressed each other until we were naked on her lounge.

 

At some point she had obviously decided that she wanted to return the favour. Switching positions she forced me back into the couch, got on her knees and proceeded to provide the finest blow job in Christendom. It never takes me long to reach climax once a beautiful woman wraps her lips around my cock. With Christine however it was different - she knew when I was reaching my threshold and backed off, only to start once more. This went on for about thirty minutes until I couldn't hold off any more. I filled Christine's mouth with cum and got a quiet thrill when some dribbled over those luscious lips.

 

After a short respite we began kissing and exploring each others bodies again - it was at this point that Christine invited me to her bedroom. Holding her hand like a schoolboy I followed that amazing arse into her boudoir. She laid me down and once again staryed an amazing blow job. After a few minutes I couldn't wait anymore and I told her I needed to be inside her. Quick as a flash she had a condom on and had mounted me in cowgirl. Its worth mentioning again -  Christine has amazing muscular control. Gazing into her beautiful eyes and wIth those amazing breasts swinging in front of my face I found myself once again in heaven.

 

I needed to kiss those amazing lips that were hovering so near but so far from my own. So after a few minutes, and plumbing depths of self control I didn't know I possessed we switched to missionary. With her legs wrapped around me, our fingers entwined above her head and deeply kissing one another I had a slow, deep orgasm - the type that leaves you slightly dazed for a time afterwards.

 

We untangled from one another, cleaned up and retangled in a more comfortable position. Having only met Christine once I feel confident in saying she could comfortably talk to anyone. The conversation ranged across travel, holiday destinations, business, current affairs and life in general. It seems our paths had crossed at various odd points in the last few years from strange countries to odd Sydney suburbs.

 

Christine is a funny, driven, articulate and intelligent lady. She seems to genuinely love what she does - not only the sex but also (in my limited experience) the interaction with different people. I thoroughly enjoyed my short time with her and am looking forward to seeing her again when our schedules allow. Having since spent time with Brooke James it's tempting to see them together. I'm not sure if I want to jump into that right now though - I might wait until I've seen Christine a few more times.

[gnomking]

Well Done Mockery

It is hard to find the right words to describe the CMQ Experience

From her beauty to her lovely relaxed demeanour ,finding the right words to express the time spend with CMQ is an art form in itself .

Glad to see you finaly got to meet her and then get to put it in a review for us.

[kasey]

Mockery, you call your review inadequate, but has there ever been a totally adeqaute review of the goddess. I believe the asnwer is no, as its not possible to write one which would give a totally true account of ones time spent with her. Its not possible to put into words the level of ones feelings that the experience brings. Thanks for a great review.

[inmytree]

Thanks for the review Mockery, Reviewing Christine is hard I will give you that. Everytime I see her I find it harder and harder to do put the words down that do our session justice. However I think you have managed to capture your session just as good as everyone else that has seen Christine has been able to.

 

Well done mate!

[MadMick]

I've been trying to write this review for weeks. I've started three times and quit part way through. Nothing I've written seems to do Christine any justice. However inadequate, I've decided that this attempt (number four), will have to do.

I feel exactly the same way. I still remember the very first time I saw the Goddess and how I walked out of her boudoir seemingly oblivious to all the traffic and everything outside. The other time I left my keys in the ignition as my mind wondered....

 

Here is a photo and I agree, she is one of the most beautiful women there... As Michael Kors named the perfume ... "Very Hollywood"

 

 

MM

[Tall Paul]

Nice one, at least you didn't make a mockery of the review...