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  1. Sex Worker's Name: Jasmine Jaro
  2. Session Month: January
  3. Session Year: 2013
  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): Not set by the hour
  11. Location where session took place: Overseas
  12. Incall or Outcall (Leave blank in Victoria): Outcall to your home/hotel
  13. Session Day: Weekend
  14. Session Time: Evening
  15. Estimated Age: 31 - 35
  16. Estimated Ethnic Group: Asian Origin
  17. Knowledge of English: Very Good
  18. Hair Colour: Brown
  19. Hair Length: Long
  20. Eyes Colour: Hazel
  21. Skin Colour: Tanned
  22. Height: Average - Around 165 cm / 5'5"
  23. Body Shape: Petite
  24. Estimated Body Size: 6 to 8
  25. Estimated Breast Size: C to D (Medium to Big)
  26. Pubic Hair: All Waxed / Shaved
  27. Any Tattoos?: One or two
  28. Any Piercings?: 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. Massage Available: Yes, rub-down
  36. Extras Charged: No, all included
  37. Overall Looks: Model material
  38. Overall Personality: Fun
  39. Overall Performance: Out of this world!

Private Escort - January 2013 - Jasmine Jaro


Coronae
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This is my second review of Jasmine Jaro; it is her 86th, I think. There’s no doubt of the strength of her brand and the loyalty of her following on these boards and off of them. This is the type of outcome and reputation to which others aspire, and it comes from hard work, a strong sense of self-worth, a canny appreciation of the market and not a small amount of luck.

 

My last meeting with Jas was about two years ago. After a difficult 2012, I thought that it would be a treat to myself to see if Jas was available in early 2013. I shot Jas a short email to see if she was free on a Sunday evening. She replied within a few minutes to acknowledge that the date was free. I booked the ever-popular clock-free package. I was comfortable enough with Jas to transfer the full amount electronically. This saved the hassle of carrying a large amount of cash in the big, bad city in which the encounter was to take place. A few days after the electronic transfer, Jas sent me an email confirming that she’d received the requisite amount. Everything was good to go.

 

We agreed to meet at 7:00 PM on Sunday in an inner-city hotel. She arrived promptly, as is her habit. I met her at the hotel entrance. She was dressed in a white dress with shimmery stuff. The dress brought out her spectacular tan. Her high heels made her tower over me and, so as to equalise this, the first thing she did upon alighting from the cab and noticing the height difference was to take them off and pad around in her bare feet.

 

The trip to the room was uneventful. Once in the room, we took to catching up on things since we last met. Jas has a great memory and asked me specific questions drawn from her recollection of our previous encounter. I found this to be an amazing feat, given the length of time that had passed since we met. To me, this level of detail implies that she considers conversation an important part of the encounter and not just a chore leading to the physical act.

 

We ordered room service and I had a great time catching up. Jas had just gotten back from a break of her own and she regaled me with stories of her attempts to surf, the state of her business and her decision to cut back from touring. We exchanged experiences about airport lounges, international travel and world cuisine. The meal itself was standard room-service fare and altogether forgettable.

 

When I got up to use the shower, I noticed that we’d been chatting for a full two hours! Time flies when you’re having fun. However, the nature of the clock-free package means that you don’t need to worry about it. As I emerged from the bathroom, Jas had set up the room by turning down the harsh room lights, allowing the lights from the cityscape to provide most of the illumination.

 

Jas excused herself to get ready. She returned dressed in white, lacy lingerie. It was a sight to behold! I didn’t have too much time to appreciate it, though, because she attacked me with a deep kiss. We spent quite a bit of time sharing deep kisses and petting each other heavily. Jas was in no rush to move things along and had an exquisite sense of my rhythms and pace.

 

Jas shed her bra to reveal her generous breasts and prominent nipples. Having spent quite a bit of time in the sun during her break, she had a distinct tan line, which I didn’t mind as it served as visual emphasis. I revelled in their firmness, teasing Jas’ nipples with my tongue, sucking them into my mouth, or twisting them between thumb and forefinger.

 

While feasting, I slid my hand down to her pussy, finding it wet. I teased her clit and slipped one finger into her pussy, and she countered by drawing out my cock and stroking it. I quickly positioned her on her back and made my way down her torso, kissing her stomach, hips and inner thighs. I positioned myself between her outstretched legs and licked around her pussy, teasing her. With one hand, I stretched her pussy lips open; with the other, I continued the assault on her left breast and nipple. Her arms were stretched above her head, her eyes were closed, her hair was dishevelled and her moans were loud and increasing. I flattened my tongue and lapped her clit, occasionally changing tack to suck the entire nubbin into my mouth or push my tongue deep into her pussy. I gripped her by the back of her knees and pushed upward, forcing her to raise her pelvis and exposing her perineum more clearly to my oral ministrations.

 

“That’s it baby. Right there… Oh! Ohhhhh!”

 

Abruptly, she stiffened and shuddered, I eased my attention, but she didn’t drop a beat. She shifted position and had me on my back. To Jas, a blowjob is to be relished. She started by licking my balls while stroking my shaft. She would ever-so-slowly trace lazy circles with her tongue around sensitive areas, focusing on the underside of the cockhead, for example. She used her lips, tongue and mouth to great effect. At times, she would spit nastily and engage in dirty talk. She is a master of the art.

 

After about 20 minutes of experiencing Jas’ oral technique, I was close to erupting. I had gripped her hair in one hand and was guiding her bobbing head forcefully. Both her hands were gripping my thighs.

 

“I’m about to cum, Jas!” My thrusts were becoming more forceful and erratic. “Where do you want it?” She replied nonverbally by taking me deeper.

 

That did it. The force and amount of my ejaculate surprised me, as did Jas’ ability to take everything in without spilling a drop. She held me in her mouth, until I slipped out as soft as a noodle. I’d lost all ability to move beyond rolling from side to side. Jas got up and prepared a warm towel to clean me up.

 

The bed was a mess and the sheets had large, wet spots. We tried to find relatively dry territory and cuddled a bit while catching our breaths. We went back to giggling about everything and nothing.

 

About two hours had passed since the start of the physical proceedings, bringing it to about 11:00 PM. I would have been happy to fall asleep at this time, such was the pleasure I’d received, but Jas had other plans. She ducked into the bathroom and emerged with a second set of lingerie. This one was red and more lacy and low-cut than the first. As great as she looked, I enjoyed peeling it off of her. She brought me to hardness in her mouth and, as soon as I was turgid, slipped on a dom. What followed I will never forget for as long as I live.

 

Jas straddled me and grabbed hold of my cock. Them she whispered, “Fuck me in the ass!” She lined me up, sat down and I slipped in. She leaned forward, grabbing the headboard of the bed and started to rise and fall on my shaft. This was my first Greek experience and I savoured it fully. The feeling was incredible and the sight of her tits bouncing on her chest was mesmerising. Frankly, I didn’t know what to do with my hands. I alternated between grasping her hips and cupping her breasts and playing with her nipples.

 

She got up off me and commanded, “Fuck me doggy style!” I quickly positioned myself behind her, lined up my ock with her rear entrance, and pushed. As soon as I was lodged, I gasped her hips and pounded her like there was no tomorrow. I leant forward to caress her dangling breasts. The sight of my cock disappearing into her ass was too much for me that I didn’t last as long a I expected, especially given the previous round’s result. With one final thrust deep into Jas, I let loose with jet after jet of seed.

 

I was getting my second wind and was more awake than ever. It was 1:00 AM and we were both famished. We were not interested in room service fare, so Jas suggested that we head out to a small place close by that served supper. Jas knew her way around the city so well, that she could serve as a tour guide. She still refused to put on her high heels, preferring instead to head out in a pair of bedroom slippers provided by the hotel. We walked a couple of blocks, went down an alleyway, climbed some stairs, opened a nondescript door and entered a small restaurant whose total capacity of about a dozen tables was filled with similar night owls. We ordered some sea food and a bottle of wine. It was a great meal.

 

On returning to the hotel at 2:30 AM, exhaustion got the better of the both of us. We shed our clothes and drifted to sleep. We both awoke at first light (around 6:00 AM). It was a glorious day. I felt refreshed and tried to get ready for a long trip back to work, but Jas insisted on treating me to a good morning blowjob. What a way to start the day!

 

There is no doubt of the quality of the experience you will receive when you choose to book Jasmine. I doubt that this review — with its strained writing, pompous composition and juvenile phrasing — will convince you to meet her if you haven’t already. But then, I don’t write reviews to convince you.

 

I write for me.

 

Go see Jas.

 

Peace.

 

C.

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Nice time with Jasmine

 

Coronae don't you just love that response

 

"She replied nonverbally by taking me deeper"

Cheers

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Hmmm... Clock Free Package and no hot oil massage... something not right here :-P

 

Very astute! I left out a few things.

 

C.

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Frankly, I didn’t know what to do with my hands. I alternated between grasping her hips and cupping her breasts and playing with her nipples.

Jas seems to have that effect on punters, Coronae. Lucky man to enjoy such a stunning woman...again. :P :D

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Coronae, thanks for your very candid and detailed review of your time with Jasmine.

How the hell will I ever retire when there is so much unfinished business.

 

Go see Jas.

 

Well, if you insist, and clock free package you say ?, hhmmm, certainly food for thought, thanks

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Coronae, sweet review mate. It sounds like a bloke has to have the arms of Shiva to totally get the Jasmine experience. I hope to be having my own Clockfree package in May/June. Cannot wait.

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Hmmmm just imaging the tan lines on those awesome natural boobies, sigh, the Empress really rocked you Coronae

Glad you lived to tell the tale.. Cheers

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Jas sounds like one amazing woman. And the clock free package seems the way to enjoy an encounter with Jas. One for the list!!

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I've said it before (& I'll say it again)...you've done it again Jas! Glad to hear you had an enjoyable time Coronae!

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I just graduated and am about to find a job, with a lowly income that would barely support my living costs, but one day I will earn some dole and live a wealthy lifestyle; and when that time comes, Jasmine, I will call you up. That day will come. :P

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