Isabella

Hit the PH with the intent of trying something new, specifically Isabella. I walked in and before my eyes could adjust to the darkness I damn near walked into a stacked Colombian dancer who was unknown to me. This, I thought, must be Isabella. I took a seat and she continued making her rounds around the bar. Don’t really remember who was on stage (maybe Aurora) because my eyes were fixated on Isabella. She has manmade tits and ass, good face, and some strategically placed tattoos. From a distance, she oozes sex appeal. However, she seems to lack passion and drive.

She made her way back to my barstool after I fended off a light dollar parade from Milla, Lena and then Savannah. Her barside dance was a little tepid, which I should have taken as a sign. I tipped her a few bucks as she half-heartedly ground her ass against my lap. She was about to leave my company without asking for a couch dance. Not so fast. I stopped her and said let’s get a couple of dances. Off we went to Room 1.

In the room, her outfit came off to reveal and nice set of man made tits and ass. Her body is made for fun, but she was a little stand-offish for me. I asked her where she danced before but she said she hadn’t. Not really believing that. Her English is lacking so maybe she misunderstood me.