Review: Ingrid Johnson

General Details

Something about the notion of a Swedish blonde tickles my loins and cause wet dreams to flash through my brain. Especially when the Swedish blonde in question is Ingrid. Recently I was able to turn my fantasy into reality and see her when we both visited Chicago. Now I'm addicted and the only cure is to see more of this goddess.

My initial contact with Ingrid was through her booking page after which she stayed in touch through email and text message. She was staying in a brand new luxury hotel and although the concierge needed a name to go with the room number she provided it and I was given a key card for the elevator. I arrived at the suite and was usher into the room by a vision dressed in black bra and garter belt.

Ingrid was very welcoming and even more so after I presented my gifts - some lavender lingerie, chocolates, and a vintage Red Bordeaux wine. I was surprisingly nervous but she put me at ease while I opened the wine and she tried on the one-piece item I had brought. I was treated to a kind of reverse striptease that quickly defused my tension and previewed the delights to come. We sampled the wine and Ingrid commented that it was the best she had tasted in years. She remarked that too often the offerings from her suitors were undrinkable. She looked so hot I had trouble staying still. She sensed my desire and suggested that I come closer for a kiss. VIPs please read on for the details on this wonderful lady.