[Original post] I thought was short, sharp and sweet and even though I was flooded with messages I thought I had managed two secure viable candidates #1 for first day and #4 for second day- what ensued is included at the end of this post if you're interested - FOR CONTEXT - I was flaked on twice by #1 & #2. Attempted to arrange another two for second day #3 & #4 and I decided against meeting #3 because they barely read my post and #4 had stretched timings in the end so politely declined on his end.

This post is on M - how dedicated he was to ensuring I do not leave Oxford orgasmless.

He saw my updated original post evening of day one and was absolutely furious and upset on my behalf. He completely understood and sympathised that the two flakes had essentially made it harder for everyone in the Oxford area to eat and worship pussy. He also noted how pent up I was and refused to allow me to leave dissatisfied. Through the evening he laid out a thorough no-pressure proposal and did not push to meet as he was aware he was very far out of my catchment and was very specific about his flexibility to make this work within ALL my outlined parameters. So I took a chance and broke my carnal rule of entertaining anyone that needed to travel because HE instilled hope and promise of worship and pleasure and I was not disappointed.

We met up and had brunch - he chose a great spot and we giggled and learnt a bit about each other whilst both flirting and complimenting our waitress excessively - I'm not that way inclined but I appreciate beauty!

Our brunch was littered to references of our escapades with many other patrons around us. The thrill and promise that was amounting was sizeable and left me sodden by the time we exited.

M only found this out when we got to the hotel and oh he was such a tease. I knew what I wanted and practically ordered him to deliver. He danced and hovered across my body like he hadn't a clue that I was dripping ready for him to feast on me for his afters. He probably only teased me for minutes yet it felt like a lifetime - my lips were aching to be parted and played with and when he finally obliged he was ravenous.

He delightfully followed instructions watching me writhe with his head between my legs and pulled back so I could continue to endure wave after wave of pleasure warming me all over.

I asked if I could ride his face and he too willingly smothered himself underneath me. Slurping and lapping up every drop he was stimulating out of me. I couldn't help myself teetering over the edge of no-return and came hard whilst straddling his face. Unsure if I would be able to continue we lay basking in our achievement - I couldn't. I was spent.

Thank you M for the divine pleasure you served me with and I can't wait to drench you again soon.

FOR CONTEXT I had been stood up twice on my first day. I arranged to meet Prospective Pussy Eater (PPE) #1 midday and they thought that meant 11:30 and then left sometime before 12pm as I got to meeting spot just before 12pm. They then went silent on me for the rest of the day. I left just before 1pm.

I posted an update on the post and PPE #2 THAT i was chatting to but originally didn't have availability for said he could meet instead. We proceeded to share location, timings, eta, etc I waited for 30 minutes and then had seen he had deleted his account.

PPE #3 arranged a spot to meet for breakfast on Day 2. However, on finalising details did not inspire any confidence as it was evident he hadn't read and processed my post to the degree that made me want to meet.

PPE \#4 life, lifed. Timings didn't work. So he politely messaged and nothing came of it.

All of this is to say, I'm unsure whether I will post anytime soon when I'm next in Oxford but hope anyone reading will give me grace to grace my pussy on your face and let the RAOMD world continue with more success than disappointment.

Mae x