Review: Tiffany Taylor of Dallas

General Details

The TVI screening process is straight forward. Just call TVI's number and talk to whoever answers. It helps a lot to have a few other providers and phone numbers that you can cite as references. Christie did a great job of screening me and helping to coordinate the rendezvous with Tiffany at an upscale Dallas inn. When I knocked on the door, Tiffany, clad in a black, sleeveless, bare-midriff sport top, matching short-shorts and heeled sandals, greeted me with a big smile and a friendly demeanor. After I showed her some ID and handed her a bidness envelope, she checked in with central on her cell and excused herself to the bathroom, shedding her top and bra on her way while I waited on the couch with my jaw on the floor, drooling all over the wall-to-wall. She came out wearing a sheer, hot red, baby doll. She planked her sleek, palomino panther posterior in my lap, put her arms around my neck and plastered several sexy, glad-to-be with-you at last, baby hello smoochies onto my upper gastrointestinal orifice, which soon was describing a concave auricular connecting parabola. Tiff's actually somewhat older than her photos portray, but she is still one smokin' HOT, trim, soccer-mom babe. Remember Val from the Dallas TV series? Morph Val from a 5'0 sweetie-petite-y to a 5'7 lean long-stem and Presto! Tiffany! Tiff began to bump and grind and grope all over me as I complimented her on this and that and t'other components of her anatomy, all of which I made sure were properly affixed. Somewhere in there we got my clothes off and . . .