Review: Joleen

General Details

Finally succumbing to the desire to find out if my stent-ridden heart could keep up, I emailed Joleen and we set up a time & place (a hotel which advertised their rooms as cozy, a euphemism for comically small & cramped). The experience was, in a word, phenomenal. Among the best I have had.

Joleen has the sweet face & heart of an angel, the mischievous smile and sparkling eyes of a master of debauchery, and the good sense to offer both with the force of a hurricane & the finesse of a dancer.

Many (if not most) reviews seem to center around her PSE exploits. When queried about my expectations for our encounter (“PSE or GFE?”), I readily acquiesced to the more intimate ministrations of a GFE. My heart, both physical and metaphysical, drank up the ensuing experience like a good wine.

I missed out on the “grand lingerie entry” reported by many reviews, since we had to meet in the hotel bar (the elevators required a key). No matter: Joleen looked great in her warm-up togs. When she looked up at me, her smile melted my heart, and gave me the premonition that this was going to be a fun evening.