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  1. Sex Worker's Name: Jasmine Jaro
  2. Session Month: August
  3. Session Year: 2012
  4. Type of Service: Private Escort
  5. Phone Number (Please add area code): 0401 119 197
  6. Service Provider's Email (if any): [email protected]
  7. Link to Website or Online Ad (if any): www.highclassasianescort.com
  8. SWA Number if known (Victoria only): 6850XE
  9. Photos Authenticity: 100% Real
  10. Advertised Hourly Rate (Pick closest): $700
  11. Location where session took place: New South Wales
  12. Session Day: Weekday
  13. Session Time: Evening
  14. Estimated Age: 26 - 30
  15. Estimated Ethnic Group: Asian Origin
  16. Nationality (Leave blank if Australian): Hong Kong
  17. Knowledge of English: Very Good
  18. Hair Colour: Brown
  19. Hair Length: Long
  20. Eyes Colour: Brown
  21. Skin Colour: Tanned
  22. Height: Average - Around 165 cm / 5'5"
  23. Body Shape: Slim
  24. Estimated Body Size: 6 to 8
  25. Estimated Breast Size: C to D (Medium to Big)
  26. Enhanced breasts?: No, natural breasts
  27. Pubic Hair: All Waxed / Shaved
  28. Any Tattoos?: One or two
  29. Full Sex Available: Yes, intercourse
  30. Kind of Experience: GFE/PSE Combined
  31. Kissing Available: Yes, DFK (Deep French Kissing)
  32. Blowjob: Yes, fellatio
  33. DATY / Oral On Her: Yes, DATY on offer
  34. Greek or Anal Sex Available: Yes, anal sex
  35. Handjob Available: Yes, handjob
  36. Massage Available: Yes, rub-down
  37. Extras Charged: No, all included
  38. Overall Looks: Very pretty
  39. Overall Personality: Lovely
  40. Overall Performance: Fantastic time

Private Escort - August 2012 - Jasmine Jaro


La Cucaracha
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Opening scene

I'm shielding myself from the biting cold as the Antarctic influences have infiltrated the wind hitting me square in the face. As much as it woke me up, it was also a stark reminder that occasionally, it can be unpleasantly cold in the Harbour City. I hop in the cab, luggage in tow, and tell the driver to take me to the airport. No hurry, I'd have a few hours before my flight home to Melbourne anyway. As the cab pulls out into traffic, my mind wanders to the events of the day before ...

 

scene blurs into flashback ...

 

Flashback scene

I've exchanged several texts with Her Imperial Majesty, The Empress Jasmine Jaro, and we'd set a date to coincide with her Sydney tour. It would feel like a secret liaison with us both meeting up in Sydney instead of our home city of Melbourne. Having twice enjoyed Jas' company in Melbourne, this was about as experimental as we would get on this occasion.

 

Scene fast forward to yesterday

I turned up at Jas' hotel and texted that I'd arrived. Jas came down to greet me and as we entered the lift with another couple, I caught the guy eyeing Jas with satisfaction but I also spied the "I saw that" look in the wife's eyes as well. I just smiled to myself because I could just imagine the kind of discussion those two were about to have. Jas looked fantastic, in her little short black dress, and her 5" heels. The 5" heels made her tower over me.

 

We got to the room, and no sooner had the door clicked shut when Jas planted a nice welcome DFK on me. Noticing the height differential, she quickly discarded her shoes and made the playing field a little less lopsided. After the initial greeting, I was invited to share in a drink of bubbly and some strawberries, which I gladly accepted. The thing with Jas is that she is a fantastic host, usually putting on a spread, and depending on the nature and duration of the booking, she will feed you at least one meal. I spied that my preference - steak - was sitting in some red wine based marinade on the kitchen bench and we would enjoy that later.

 

Being only late afternoon - it was too soon to start the dinner proceedings, so we decided to feast on each other instead. It's pointless to go through the description of the various positions, as Jas is more than adept at all of them, and I'm my usual bumbling idiot self being only a legend in my own imagination. Honestly, how acrobatic would you expect a cockroach to be, right? Just refer to all of the reviews that Jas has amassed and you get a pretty good idea of what was on offer and suffice to say that we did most of it. Consequently, round 1 was extracted in cowgirl and with that initial tension relieved, I was then offered a bathrobe, a seat at the table with another glass of bubbly, I was told to relax whilst Jas prepared dinner. I'm not accustomed to the "me Tarzan, you Jane" mentality and wanted desperately to help in the kitchen, but was threatened with a pair of tongs and chastised for my meddlesome nature, and told in no uncertain terms "me Empress, you cockroach, sit the fuck down!"

 

I was served an extremely juicy and well-cooked scotch fillet, and noticed that Jas was only having a salad of rocket, cherry tomatoes, pine nuts, parmesan laced with balsamic, light olive oil and some light sprinkling of salt and spice powder. I queried Jas about her meal and she advised that she was on a diet prior to a photo shoot the next week. Diet? Has anyone seen this lady? Diet? WTF? But my protestations were met with a gentle shoosh ... the kind that says "me Empress, you cockroach, shut the fuck up!"

 

Having concluded dinner and as we relaxed and Jas brewed a mug of tea with lemon each for us, I was then offered a choice - sleep, massage or sex. Knowing the pleasures that the famous hot oil massage provided, I opted for massage. I was instructed to lie face down on the bed and to relax. The first sploosh of the warmed oil hitting my lower back was soothing and felt so similar to the tension-relieving effects of Deep Heat without the sting of the menthol. I gradually felt the rest of my back being covered in the oil and there was some strategically being dripped down the crack of my buttocks towards the perineum. The total effect must have been so relaxing because I never quite knew if I received a proper massage like other encounters with Jas ... I'd fallen asleep. I awoke around 2am to find myself in bed with Jas lying beside me asleep. A quick trip to the little boys room and back into bed I snuck. But not for long ....

 

It must have been some time between 4 and 5 am, when I was slapped on the buttocks by Jas and woken up. "Right, time for you to do some work!" Wha?? Who?? Where am I?? Oh, hello Jas. And before I could repeat that last bit, it was "ohhhh, helllllooooooo Jas!" as she started on her famous BBBJ. Which led to some deepthroat, which led to some TTM, which led to the Little General standing at full alert and ready for action. I was allowed for one brief moment to enjoy some 69, but in the context of what happened, it felt more like 67.5 because I felt like I still owed Jas some from my side. Jas decided that we would start with RCG, and that really got things going, before another Cirque Du Soliel manouvre saw Jas doing a spin into cowgirl, then Asian cowgirl (no, that's not a moot point just because Jas is Asian), then into armchair. Somewhere during these various positions, Jas found a way to lift herself off and re-insert the Little General into her backdoor, but the move was so deft that I may have missed it if not for the snugness of the tradesman's entrance. It was in this latest configuration that the 2nd load was extracted, after which we both collapsed and cuddled each other with short, sharp breaths.

 

Liquid refreshments. Lots of it. And after about half an hour of rest, Jas started to rub the Little General again. What? Does she want round 3 already? She whispers that she's still horny and I need to fuck her again. Sigh, the sacrifices I make! Well, okay, let's go. So, off we go to the races again and this time with more positions featuring Jas on her back or on all fours. Several times, during my vocal expression of pleasure, I uttered the OMG phrase only to be corrected that I was with her, so I really should be exclaiming "oh, my Empress!". It wasn't quite a royal decree, but it was a gentle reminder that "me Empress, you cockroach, etc., etc." And so it was that I quickly learnt the proper phrase to use in my exclamations. During this 3rd session, Jas introduced her little black vibrator with the chrome studded base that looked really sexy and she inserted it in her butt whilst I was embedded in her pussy and the vibrations between the wall was sensational. She eventually got rid of the vibrator and guided the Little General back in there for another look, knowing full well that because I was close before, this final bit of snugness would get me over the line and it did, with me shaking and convulsing like a taser victim. "Now, I'm satisfied!" Jas says. And I was spent.

 

Scene fades ...

 

Opening scene reprise

I'm in the back seat of the cab, having recalled the overnight encounter I'd just had with Her Imperial Majesty, The Empress, Jasmine Jaro. We're approaching the drop-off point for departures at Kingsford Smith. I have a smile on my face only because the alternative expression I could opt for would be a cheesy grin. And as I pay the driver the fare, and enter the airport, I felt invincible, I felt like a Titan, I felt like Superman ... just for a tiny voice to echo in my head "me Empress, you cockroach .... remember that" and I burst out chuckling to myself. Right you are, Jas, right you are ...

 

This has been another La Cucaracha production © MMXII

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I was served an extremely juicy and well-cooked scotch fillet, and noticed that Jas was only having a salad of rocket, cherry tomatoes, pine nuts, parmesan laced with balsamic, light olive oil and some light sprinkling of salt and spice powder. I queried Jas about her meal and she advised that she was on a diet prior to a photo shoot the next week. Diet? Has anyone seen this lady? Diet? WTF? But my protestations were met with a gentle shoosh ... the kind that says "me Empress, you cockroach, shut the fuck up!"

 

Looks like I'll have to feed the Empress properly in a few weeks time :D :D

 

Great review as usual BTW

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Diet? Has anyone seen this lady? Diet? WTF?

 

I agree. We should start a campaign - "Steak for Jasmine!" Can't have her fading away to nothing... B)

 

BTW LC, great review, thanks.

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Great review, LC!

 

We should start a campaign - "Steak for Jasmine!"

 

You'd have to be a brave man to do so!

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Thanks for the review LC, yet another great La Cucaracha production!

 

I was lucky enough to spend some time chatting with Jasmine at the last drinks night & I have to say she comes across as a beautiful lady.

Yet another lady for my list.. :)

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Jas was only having a salad of rocket, cherry tomatoes, pine nuts, parmesan laced with balsamic, light olive oil and some light sprinkling of salt and spice powder.

 

What is this? A review or a fucking culinary cookbook?

 

Cockroach playtoy Pate

First find a Cockroach,

Next prepare the cockroach by milking it of its baby butter

Thirdly, prepare the table, drown it in red wine and then "sit the fuck down" !

Lastly,jump all over it for 12hrs, spread it with its own cream and wait for a Cheesy grin. :lol:

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Nice review cocky, I've seen Cirque Du Soliel a couple of times but I don't seem to remember seeing either an empress or cockroach in the show. :) :P

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I agree. We should start a campaign - "Steak for Jasmine!"

 

La Cucaracha was helping JJ with her diet

No Steak , just a small serving of meat !! :lol: :lol: :lol:

Nice review LC

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And yet another great review! Overnight with Jas is definitely the way to go - never once are you not the centre of attention, as your review makes abundantly clear. Well done Cocky, and well done Jas.

 

- Wallaroo

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