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  1. Sex Worker's Name: Christine McQueen
  2. Session Month: June
  3. Session Year: 2015
  4. Type of Service: Private Escort
  5. Phone Number (Please add area code): 0450 659 824
  6. Service Provider's Email (if any): [email protected]
  7. Photos Authenticity: Real, slightly retouched
  8. Advertised Hourly Rate (Pick closest): $800
  9. Location where session took place: New South Wales
  10. Incall or Outcall: Outcall to your home/hotel
  11. Session Day: Weekday
  12. Session Time: Evening
  13. Estimated Age: 36 - 40
  14. Estimated Ethnic Group: Caucasian / European Origin
  15. Knowledge of English: Very Good
  16. Hair Colour: Black
  17. Hair Length: Long
  18. Eyes Colour: Blue
  19. Skin Colour: Tanned
  20. Height: Tall - Above 170 cm / 5'7"
  21. Body Shape: Curvy
  22. Estimated Body Size: 8 to 10
  23. Estimated Breast Size: DD and above (Extra Large)
  24. Enhanced breasts?: Yes, enhanced
  25. Pubic Hair: Neatly Trimmed
  26. Full Sex Available: Yes, intercourse
  27. Kind of Experience: Girlfriend Experience
  28. Kissing Available: Yes, DFK (Deep French Kissing)
  29. Blowjob: Yes, BBBJ (Natural Oral)
  30. DATY / Oral On Her: Yes, DATY on offer
  31. Greek or Anal Sex Available: Yes, anal sex
  32. Handjob Available: Yes, handjob
  33. Doubles and Group Sex: Group sex
  34. Overall Looks: An absolute goddess!
  35. Overall Personality: Lovely
  36. Overall Performance: Out of this world!

Private Escort - June 2015 - Christine McQueen


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OK guys I figured it's been long enough since my last post and it's time to once again reveal the rest of the hedonistic hi-jinks that her Majesty was so happy and willing to make reality.

Our fourth rendezvous occurred once again at Christine's incall. So once again I was a guest at the aforementioned but unnamed hotel.


The day before our reunion I did a bit of shopping at this little place called High Heels which specialises in clothing, costumes, footwear and other goodies of the adult persuasion. It's a bit of a walk from the hotel but it's well worth it. I came away with a pair of thigh high leather boots as a gift for the Queen. Well I say a gift for her but let's face it. Christine in thigh high boots. Of course I was being a selfish. *lol*


 However on the day my own physiology decided to play funny beggars and I woke up with a headache. Yes my friggin' hypertension was acting up. Which unfortunately means that trying to wake Junior up is always a challenge. A Neurophen and some blood-pressure meds were taken and by the time I arrived at Christine's most of the headache was gone. * guy's please note that there was NO way I was going to cancel on the lady who has been nothing but a friend to me even if it meant just giving her a massage, dining at a fabulous restaurant ( DATY or Dining At The Y CANNOT be used to describe the sensations felt while going down on her Majesty's divine pussy ) and using the "gifts" I brought along this time.


As always Christine was prompt in coming down (COMING down guys, yes I hear some of you sniggering ) to let me in and once again she was dressed in her coat. Christine is a mistress of show-womanship and never reveals everything at the outset. I step through the gate and once again I'm greeted with a soft kiss from those sensuous lips. Believe me kissing this beautiful woman NEVER EVER loses it's impact.

Once inside her apartment Christine and I got chatting while I enjoyed the view of the Queen moving around the room. Just watching Christine walk around in her sexy clothing is enough to make a guy bar up. That is if your HYPERTENSION ISN'T ACTING UP. Ahem sorry about that chaps and chappettes.

Now to be truthful my memory is a little fuzzy on what Christine wore in the beginning but that's not the point here. We sat down on the couch and snuggled for a bit before once again I was pleasantly subjected to those silky soft lips and it wasn't long before Christine's tongue had slipped between my lips and was exploring my mouth. This is oral sex of a different variety. Her technique is out of this world and personally I could spend a whole hour just kissing Christine. In her own words she is a smoocher.

Christine's hand dropped down to my lap and started to play with Junior, squeezing him through my pants and it wasn't long before I felt him stir to life, albeit with a bit of effort. Now I should mention that I had told Christine that my hypertension was acting up and that Junior might not want to play a lot. I think she took this as a challenge and after undressing me attacked Junior with gusto, sliding him between those lips and deep into her mouth. Now I'm sure that there are a few out there that would agree feeling Christine's wet lips and tongue playing with your flesh flute is enough to make you pop your cookies in minutes. I can only imagine what it would be like to lose your virginity to this amazing lady. I only wish I had.


Now I have to admit I hadn't given Junior that much faith in getting up a full head of steam. Boy was I stupid. Christine's sucking action was like a vacuum and sure enough Junior was standing to attention, at which point we moved to her Majesty's bedroom where she threw me flat on my back and proceeded to mount me cowgirl style ( AFTER applying the necessary equipment of course), sliding that utterly precious pussy of hers slowly downwards and engulfing Junior whole. Once again I felt that sensation of being squeezed by a hot, silk-lined tunnel and it wasn't long before Christine was grinding her clit against me while she grabbed my hands and placed them on her breasts. And you guys know that there's a lot to grab. I pulled and rolled her nipples and then slid my hands down her body to her hips and enjoyed the feel of them rotating as she continued to work Junior into a frenzy and sure enough I began to feel that familiar pressure build.

Looking into Christine's gorgeous blue eyes as she's fucking the life out of you is an experience I whole heartedly suggest any red-blooded male becomes acquainted with, and sure enough it wasn't long after that, with a howl of pure pleasure I pushed my hips into hers and unleashed my DNA into the dom as Christine slumped forward over me and we started DFK all over again.

But was Christine done? Now isn't that a stupid question. Climbing off Junior Christine lay down on her stomach and the sight of that superior posterior had my engine revving again in no time and I rolled onto Christine's back, rubbing Junior all over her arse cheeks which elicited a groan of pleasure from the Queen. With Junior fully awake again I slid him back into the most wonderful place on earth. Disneyland can suck it *l*. In what I describe as Horizontal Doggy I started to thrust my hips, once again feeling the pleasure of Christine's pussy gripping my cock......... and then guess what? Yep my bloody HT kicked in and Junior started to lose the race.


You can imagine how I felt. But did Christine act like I had failed her? OH HELL NO. Christine is one of the most understanding women I know. Instead she took me in her arms and started to lightly kiss my face and cuddle with me. This is the hallmark of a mature woman people. Sympathy and understanding. Not ridicule.

After a few minutes the Queen suggested that maybe a snooze would be beneficial and went to her cupboard where she retrieved her favourite blanket and covered me. I have to admit it felt good to be looked after by Christine. She exudes an aura of trust and personally I would place my life in her hands.

Now while I was blissfully napping Christine contacted one of her assistants and arranged for some sustenance to be delivered to her apartment. Does this lady know how to look after her clients or what?

I had been snoozing for around 30 minutes or so when I felt Christine climb onto the bed again and snuggle up behind me followed by her hand slipping over me and gently cupping my cock and balls. Mmmmm heavenly. I rolled over and the sight that greeted me was.... well I damn near had heart failure due to the amount of sexiness that nearly overloaded my optics. Can you guess why?



During my nap Christine had changed into some clothing that would render my HT null and void. A leather corset that I had gifted her a few month ago, latex stockings and heels. Christine is well aware of my fetish for these materials and sure enough Junior had also noticed and sprung back to life. And once again her Majesty took full advantage and gobbled Junior up. As you might imagine Junior was still a bit sensitive from the first round but this only added to the blissful sensations that coursed through my body.

Now on this occasion I once again wanted to experience the pleasure of feeling Christine's anal adventure and after a little bit of missionary work she rolled over and raised that beautiful booty to allow me the access I so desired. Well that wasn't to happen for once again my HT caused Junior to lose some of his diamond cutter ability and despite the Queen's perfect rosebud winking at me I just couldn't get Junior hard enough to do the job. As some of you know Christine has excellent control over her pleasure centres and is tight in all the right places.

BUT just because Junior couldn't enjoy Christine's butt doesn't mean he couldn't reach nirvana in other ways and after a quick change of raincoat ( with Christine cleanliness really is next to goddessness ), I plunged back into her pussy doggy style. But no pounding for this bloke. I love to savour Christine's body and took my time eventually "arriving at the station" once again with a long groan and legs trembling.


We collapsed on the bed and cuddled for a bit longer, chatting and kissing when her assistant arrived with the goodies which turned out to be hot chocolate and thick sliced toast with jam on it. Let me tell you I needed both the calories and the sugar after such a glorious romp.

I finished the meal and then asked if Christine wouldn't mind posing for a few snaps to add to the Christine Wank Bank. As usual Christine was more than accommodating and soon I was snapping away. I only wish I'd had the time to take more.





But, as is always too soon, our time together came to an end and I had to re-enter the real world once more. Dressed and with my head filled with more wonderful memories I kissed Christine one last time, bid her adieu and made my way back to the hotel. Suffice to say the Queen was once again the highlight of that Sydney trip.

PS: As I wasn't able to experience Christine's rear entry on this occasion she fully refunded that portion of the fee. We've all heard of escorts that have delivered far less than what the client paid for or even have not turned up for the appointment. Rest assured Christine is the consummate professional. Her clients are her friends and she treats each one as such. I love this aspect of the Queen's personality.

Our next rendezvous happened once again in Sydney but on this occasion I had the pleasure of her Majesty's company inside my hotel room at the Sydney Rydges Airport hotel. This is a fantastic place to stay and I recommend it to anyone wanting to visit Sydney City but doesn't want to do the drive into the CBD as finding a parking spot can be damn near impossible.

Now I admit that I was concerned that my hyper tension would act up again so I popped a BP pill the night before and woke with not the slightest hint of a headache. Just a case of blue balls as I had "held off" for the previous 10 days just to make sure the magazine was fully loaded. He he he.

Now because this hotel is itself a bit of a warren and you need a card to access the lifts I proceeded down to the foyer where I waited with growing anticipation for the Queen's arrival and it wasn't long before Christine, once again looking like a raven haired version of Helen of Troy, walked through the front doors and into my arms and planted another one of her warm kisses straight on my lips. Kissing Christine will never lose it's allure gentlemen and I intend on seeing our Queen as many time as I can before either she decides to retire or I expire.

Arm in arm we made our way back to my room and once inside Christine drops her bag and proceeds to make the kiss in the foyer feel like a peck on the cheek. Her lips and tongue as skilled as ever we explored each other mouths with complete abandon. ( Oh god this is starting to sound like Mills and Boon *l* ). Pulling away so we could both catch our breathes Christine retrieved her bag and set it on the bed, pulling out some lingerie that I had gifted her on a previous occasion. Imagine Christine wearing nothing more than a bra and panties of sheer white translucent material under a white satin robe........ oh silly me. That's right by that time I had grabbed my camera and started snapping away so put your imaginations away my fellow punters and feast your eyes on these.




The aspect of this costume I loved the most was the way the lingerie set off Christine's lightly tanned skin and contrasted with her black hair. Is it any wonder Christine is featuring once again in Penthouse magazine this December?

Unable to help myself I pulled down one of the cups and freed Christine's breast, watching as her already erect nipple sprung into view. For those of you who have yet to experience the CMQ effect, Christine has the most supple knockers. Soft and silky to the touch capped with light brown nipples and aereolas that are just the right size. In fact her nipples are quite sensitive and the right sort of manipulation will elicit small tremors through her body. Not to mention that the feeling you get as you circle the nipples with your tongue are just oh so RIGHT!!!



A few photos more and Christine decided it was time that we got ourselves re-acquainted in the biblical sense. With our vestments shed with fell onto the bed and before I knew it Christine had Junior encased in her warm wet mouth, her lips slowly sliding down my entire length until Junior was fully engulfed and I was once again enjoying the sensation of her Majesty's tongue and throat muscles working to draw out every bit of cream my balls contained.

Christine is the ultimate BBBJ connoissuer and if I'd had more control I would have enjoyed the site of Christine's head bobbing up and down as she locked eyes with me until the Rapture. Unfortunately, because she is THAT good it wasn't too long before that old familiar feeling started and i had to beg Christine to stop or I would have coated her mouth before long.

Now I'm a firm believer of giving as well as getting, so with the Queen now reclining on her back I knelt down between her legs and gazed at her pussy. Did I dive in though? No sir. Guys make the mistake of simply "chowing down" straight off the bat which is something I find, in a word, dumb. The whole idea is to slowly bring a lady to the boil, to tease a little and I find the best way to accomplish this is to start at the foot and ever so slowly lick, kiss and nibble my way up the leg until just reaching the grotto, BUT THEN moving up past it and continuing my journey up the stomach, stopping just before reaching the breasts and working my way back down again to the other foot.

I did this with Christine and it started to have the desired effect. Small tremors shook her body and her breathing got heavier. Now was the time to strike and I planted a small kiss on her clit before sliding my tongue down and into her tunnel which resulted in a moan from Christine and I kicked up the gears. I love the taste of Christine's juices and she was getting quite wet by this time. I started to play with her clit with my thumb while always maintaining contact with my lips and tongue.

Of course some of you know by now that Christine enjoys anal play, as do I, so I slid further down and started to attack her rose bud with my tongue in a stabbing rhythm before pushing it in as far as I could making Christine jump a little. I watched Christine all the while and let me tell you guys, when she is really enjoying herself, eyes closed and squeezing her own tits, that in itself spurs you to greater heights of pleasure. But this was not going to bring Christine to the boiling point by itself so I once again delved into her treasured pleasure point and I kid you not I would have kept going until my jaw was completely numb had it not been for Christine suddenly arching her back and locking her legs around my head as she was hit be an orgasm. Our Queen isn't really a screamer, which, in a hotel room, is probably a good thing, but she shook and moaned and kept my head prisoner until the orgasm subsided and we were then both able to breathe.

While we both recovered we made small talk about what we had been doing with our lives before it was go time again and after Christine applied to raincoat to Junior she climbed on top and proceeded to ride me like a bull. Oh if only I was hung like one. Watching Christine as she ground her clit against me and squeezed the walls of her pussy tightly around Junior had me feeling a little light headed ( gee I wonder why? ) and somewhere along the line I actually had enough blood going to my brain to grab my camera and snap off a couple of shots.



But it wasn't long before I was once again completely overwhelmed by the sight and sound of Christine taking me to the point of no return and with a gutteral moan of my own I emptied 10 days of cum into the dom. The feeling really is indescribable ladies and gentlemen. Other "experiences" come nowhere near what I feel when the Queen has extracted your DNA in her own "should be patented" way.

While we were recharging our batteries I decided it was time to play Santa and I brought out a little bag of goodies which included a few toys and some lingerie which I bought on a whim whilst walking through the city the previous day. It's amazing what you can discover in Sydney, especially if you're not particularly looking and I found myself stepping into a small Honey Birdette store that was in the middle of a stock take. The shop assistant was a very lovely and helpful young lass and was only too pleased to help me go through their selection and I eventually opted for a little turquois set comprising of a demi bra, panties and garter belt.

As other lingerie sets had been of a neutral colour I decided to add a little hue this time and the end result was amazing. Of course you could put a hessian sack on her Majesty and it would still look couture. And as a little side gift I also bought some gold heart shaped nipple tassles. I think you'll agree the overall effect was stunning.




One of the other gifts was a vibrator that wasn't what you'd call your usual shape. This particular model has the design to satisfy all areas of a woman's pleasure centre and it wasn't long before Christine had shed the lingerie ( no need to get such a fine set dirty ) and had started to inspect her new toy.

Once again in the supine position ie flat on her back, our Queen applied a liberal dose of lube to both her pussy and rear entry and slowly inserted the main body of the vibrator into herself. The look on her face was priceless but more was to come. With a little bit of help from yours truly the smaller apendage was carefully slid into Christine's butt. Well I did say it wasn't your usual vibe. And this model had an extra kick to boot. On the top side was another little arm that went right onto the clit.

By this time I had grabbed my camera at Christine's order and began snapping away as her Majesty started her own little porn scene. Watching Christine as she fucks herself is a goal every male and quite a few ladies need to aspire to. Her knowledge of her own body is stunning to say the least and even as tired as Junior was those familiar stirrings kicked in again and he started to show a bit of interest.

Another little gift made an appearance at this time. This little device was another small vibrator that slips onto the finger and the head is applied to the clit. Now while this is a small vibe it has three vibe settings and if I recall rightly Christine could only use the second as her clit was still very sensitive from round one.

By this time Christine had her eyes closed and was concentrating on the sensations flowing through her beautiful body and I only wish I'd paid for the PSE as this memorable scene would have gone down a treat on video. I'll remember for next time.

As Christine worked both toys in and around her pussy I knew it wouldn't be long before she popped and sure enough the "O" face appeared. Christine's body convulsed and she let out a long moan of satisfaction that rendered her motionless for a minute or so.

Once Christine had recovered enough to have coherent thoughts again we spent some more time chatting about a lot of things. Her Majesty is a very well educated lady and conversing with her is never a chore. One subject just flows into another and there were a few times when I had her in stitches with an offhand remark or a story from work. Christine in turn had a few enlightening stories of her own. But of course I believe in discretion so sorry boys and girls but those are staying between Christine and myself.

Of course during this time I had continued playing the photographer and let me tell you, even when she is just relaxing and being herself Christine is still the sexiest person I have had the pleasure of spending time with. Inside and out, heart and soul I'm glad that I can call her a friend.






The last hour arrived and Christine had one more surprise for me. Knowing how much I love the shiny stuff she had brought with her one of her many latex outfits. This one being a latex dress with her boobs exposed accompanied by latex stocking. I must apologise here as I completely forgot to take some pictures. It might have had something to do with the sudden re-direction of blood from my brain to another portion of my anatomy.

For the next thirty minutes Christine again guided me up the stairway to heaven. More BBBJ, some devine 69 and to cap things off fucking the Queen doggy style. If you've never had the pleasure of sliding your cock into Christine's pussy while grabbing her hips and watching her arse cheeks move hypnotically. GET SAVING!!!! Even if you only do it once in your life the CMQ experience is something that has to be ticked off.

Hearing Christine moan and feeling the way her pussy walls again lovingly gripped Junior eventually sent me over the edge and ripping off the raincoat Christine rolled onto her back just in time for me to drop my second load right on her beautiful face. It wasn't a tsunami but considering that I'd already blown over a week's worth of taddies the first time I think it was still a good shot.

As I slumped onto the bed totally exhausted Christine took the opportunity to clean off the goo, quickly freshen up and reapply a little cosmetic colouring. I was still semi comatose when she lay back on the bed dressed only in a white fluffy robe and we cuddled, talked and kissed some more.

Each and every rendezvous with the Queen thus far had been some of the best experiences of my life and this one was the best. But by no means the last. As the moment of Christine's departure ticked it's way around the clock I took the opportunity to take a few more shots of Christine post having fucked the life out of me *l*. Christine has and I'm sure always will do her best to make my time with her unforgettable. Even in a simple cloth robe she is stunning.




Christine eventually collected her belongings and her gifts, got dressed and after one more delicious kiss and a warm hug once again left me with my memories and the taste of her lingering on my tongue and her scent in my nostrils.

So I'll leave off here for now dear readers. I will deliver part three as soon as I can. So for now continue to enjoy viewing the photos over and over. I certainly have. Until next time may all your CMQ dreams cum true.

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Believe me kissing this beautiful woman NEVER EVER loses it's impact.


The way she moans softly while having her tongue deep down your throat , An art form in itself


Great read TroppoTockley 


Thanks for sharing your  photo's as well

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There is a reason that this woman is known as the queen and this review reflects why that is. Have I seen her? - No 

Why not? - I'm not exactly sure?

Should I see her? - Probably? especially after reading another great review like this one. 

Long live the queen I say  :)

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How old are these photos ?

Is it just me, but she looks nothing like the photos she uses for advertising.

How much are they photoshoped.

She looks heavier.

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How old are these photos ?

Is it just me, but she looks nothing like the photos she uses for advertising.

How much are they photoshoped.

She looks heavier.

Agree, still on my to do list but. Hopefully next time she is in Melbourne

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How old are these photos ?

Is it just me, but she looks nothing like the photos she uses for advertising.

How much are they photoshoped.

She looks heavier.

Spook these photos are about 6 months old but they are in no way photo shopped. I don't have the software for that. Yes she is a bit

heavier in these pics but she has since lost 15 kilos. But answer me this. Would you seriously NOT want to fuck the woman in these pics????

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Agree, still on my to do list but. Hopefully next time she is in Melbourne

Pieman she has lost 15 kilos since these pics were taken. But you can't tell me you wouldn't want to fuck the woman in these pics.

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Pieman she has lost 15 kilos since these pics were taken. But you can't tell me you wouldn't want to fuck the woman in these pics.

Yes, I saw her a couple of months ago and she was much slimmer than these pics show. However, I would have been really happy if she was the size pictured; I love curvier brunettes and find many WLs not voluptuous enough for my taste.


I also think she's prettier in the flesh.

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Yes, I saw her a couple of months ago and she was much slimmer than these pics show. However, I would have been really happy if she was the size pictured; I love curvier brunettes and find many WLs not voluptuous enough for my taste.


I also think she's prettier in the flesh.

Agree 100% Simone. Personally I'm not a fan of visible rib cages and joints. There's nothing wrong with having a bit of junk in the trunk. I just loved motorboating Christine's boob and her butt.

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lucky guy .. CMQ si bed material at its best ... and a lady to join vor every dinner ... I never had the luck to share a steamy time with her but she is definitly on my bucket list    

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Agree 100% Simone. Personally I'm not a fan of visible rib cages and joints. There's nothing wrong with having a bit of junk in the trunk. I just loved motorboating Christine's boob and her butt.

Agree, that is why I had a change of heart and cancelled potential booking with Alexa James. Despite all the raving reviews from pretty much everyone I hate to say that she doesn't do it for me, tad too slim, not enough curves

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Agree, that is why I had a change of heart and cancelled potential booking with Alexa James. Despite all the raving reviews from pretty much everyone I hate to say that she doesn't do it for me, tad too slim, not enough curves


It is said here that CMQ is prettier in person than in her photos, and it's the same with the looks and bodies of many ladies.  Alexa is certainly extremely slim, but when I first met her I was taken and driven wild by the way her waist came in so tightly from her shoulders and hips - Alexa has an incredible ultra slim perfect hourglass figure, or "tight curves" in other words, but to be sure Alexa is definitely quite a different type from Christine, and I'm glad you had such an amazing time with the legendary CMQ!

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