Experience Description: Scanning posts on EB I tripped over one that looked new. Claudia's description of her FBSM -- something about hot oil dripping from her body onto mine -- triggered the libido bone, which is connected to the phone dialing bone, which had little trouble getting in contact with a charming vixen with great patience for my scheduling issues. Anticipation ran high. And was rewarded when the door swung open and revealed a porcelain-skinned goddess clad in heels and lingerie. The incall was enticing, in a warm dungeon that screamed naughty, its bedroom equipped with heated mattress, soft lighting, mirrors, and a variety of gear (chains and handcuffs on the wall. a cabinet stuffed with other toys) for players more advanced than I. Mind reeling from future possibilities, I lay face down for the basics. The highlight film goes like this. Warm oil massage. Body to body rub. Sweet nothings whispered. Sweet somethings said with more energy. Flip. Front row view of stupendous D-cup breasts. Invitation to enjoy aforementioned. Russian. More oil. Light kisses. Hand action. Addition of prostate massage. Other personal requests on both sides. Dirty talk of desires and fantasies and filth to follow on future dates. Huge oily, sweaty finish. Hard to believe that much pleasure fit into half hour. Hard to imagine the fun a guy could have in double that time. Maybe the best way to sum up Miss Claudia is like this. The typical FBSM involves a lot of talk about limits and constant awareness of no go zones. Claudia is the exact opposite. Sure, she is FBSM, not FS. But she is constantly pushing the envelope, offering and encouraging more, hotter, nastier action. In her hands a guy can look forward to expanding his horizons. Hard for my words to do justice to a genuinely great gal.