Review: Dylan Reid

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There is girl next door-pretty, there's model-pretty, and there's pretty-fucking-hot-pretty. Dylan Reid checks off all these boxes and all the "pretty" in between. Ms. Reid's face is sculpted yet soft & pure. She radiates with the most literal of summer sun kisses. Her eyes are liquid but not wantonly lustful. At first. And that body! Long, and runway-lean, curvy and sleek as a classic convertible (or the saucy pin-up next to the convertible). Leggy and perfectly tanned, with skin as delicate as silk, Dylan Reid is the female form as architecture. She stretches across a massage table and it turns into a billboard for desire. She stands over you, with strong, sensuous hands ready to knead and cradle and caress, and your manhood counts down to Throb O'clock, a rocket destined for a copiously Milky Way.

Dylan Reid is fairly new to the New York scene but she arrives primed and pumping for full FBSM stardom. I'm late to the party with this review: I scheduled my first session within days of seeing her introduction on TER and I've already enjoyed an even hotter repeat. Dylan Reid is the real deal and, for now, even more of a steal. For non-VIP's: indulge in her rare, indie, North American-born touch-and-tremble, tension-busting skills. For VIP's: want ripe? Reid on. Invest your time and tribute with confidence. Spoiler alert! Immensely happy endings ahead....