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Ivy, the sweetie pie

With the deterioration of quality ML’s from LTD (and the site’s eventual demise), I began to look more at other ML-focused websites.

One of the photos in her ad in SLG (SgLonelyGuys) was her sitting on a mirrored surface, which showed her creamy white innocent panties. But what was jarring was her innocent look and a total lack of “skin” – no sexy reveals, just nicely dressed and covered up. I felt Ivy was worth a visit.

Arriving at her location (first time there), I was taken back at how tranquil it was despite its centrality. In an open URA carpark that could fill some 30 cars, I was only one of the three cars. As my appointment with Ivy was around lunch time, I offered to buy lunch.

When Ivy opened the door to her apartment, I saw a petite, innocent young lady who was at most 23 years-old. Wearing a baggy t-shirt which reached her thighs, she had very fair skin – although not a beauty in a conventional sense, she was rather cute!

I told Ivy to take her time with the packed lunch I bought, as I sat down to check my phone messages and emails. Ivy gobbled the food hurriedly – I don’t know if she was very hungry, or she was being nice not to take too long to eat, or both. Regardless, I asked her to slow down. I honestly don’t mind losing 10-15min of the session so someone can have a proper meal, especially since it was at my suggestion.

“Wo chi bao le” (I am full), she said. And with that, we moved from the living room into her bedroom, with an ensuite bathroom. Ivy helped me undress but did not join me in the shower. She just used the bathroom to brush her teeth.

When I stepped out of the bathroom, Ivy was sitting on the edge of the bed – topless. She had an amazing pair of breasts, estimated at 34C hanging proudly from a young, tender body. She smiled for the first time. My heart melted.

I climbed onto bed and Ivy started massaging my back. She was very hardworking , moving from point A to point B, trying to cover every inch of my back. But truth be said, her massage was sub-standard. But I enjoyed her soft, ample breasts brushing my back occasionally.

Turning around to face her, Ivy looked at me. “Xie xie ni, ni ren hen hao” (thank you, you are a nice person), she said. “It’s OK”, I smiled. Ivy leaned forward and kissed me on my cheek. As she was quite petit, it was easy for me to swoop her down to lay beside me. I cuddled her as she played with my hard cock. Then my hands went down to her panties. I rubbed her pussy through her panties. She started to kiss my neck. I slipped my finger underneath her panties and detected a slightly bushy, warm and moist opening. Ivy continued playing with my cock.

“Ke yi ma?” (Can I?), I asked. I was being ambiguous. It could mean: can I continue rubbing your pussy. Or it could mean something else – which in itself could not be defined.

(To be continued)