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East Midlands / Paige - Sultry Beauty, Arnold Nottingham (Massage & HR)
« by GoldTop on March 30, 2024, 05:52:07 am »https://www.vivastreet.co.uk/escort/nottingham-ng5/paige-----sultry-beauty/325600510
Background: This punt brought into sharp focus that everyone is different. Horses for courses, different strokes for different folks. One man's trash is another man's treasure. All the cliches you can think of. I'd agreed a time with Paige (soon after my text) and promptly scooted over to Arnold quickly. Her follow up text said it didn't matter if I was early, so I didn't need to hang about. In the end it did kind of matter. I was 7 minutes early. Carmen answered the door - a little startled and ushered me into her living room. Paige, it seems, did indeed have a client. So much for early being fine. Deep breath
Carmen gave me a hug, we had a quick chat and she brought me a coffee. I sat in her living room listening to the bloke upstairs stumble about putting his trousers on. He came down and departed cheerily. He'd clearly had a good time. He was old, bald and a good size - but seemed a thoroughly lovely gentleman. The sort you'd find wearing a comfy sweater at the bowling club or wherever. It didn't matter. I watched him toddle off down the street - a happy man vowing to return.
Price: £50
Duration: 30 mins
Service: Massage & HR
Comms: Easy enough by text - noting the above
Location: Carmen's gaff
Girl: Friendly, chatty, late 20s, pleasant
Service: Paige entered the living room to tell me she would go and prepare the room. She was gone maybe 30 seconds then returned. The time it takes to roll out another 7 feet of bog roll that covers the massage table. I mentioned the text, the arriving early and the slight awkwardness. She smiled and looked at me. Did it register? Should I persist? I may as well have asked her about the cut in National Insurance contributions in the recent Budget.
Paige is friendly, polite, chatty. Body fine but top half hidden behind a see-through blouse. The massage was below par. Some oil. But mostly rubbing around. No hint of teasing. No working of any knots. No brushes or swipes. Nothing to get me semi erect or hard. After 10-15 minutes, I was asked to turn over. No chest massage, no inner legs, or balls. No teasing. Nothing to get me semi erect or hard. She immediately played with my disinterested cock.
She offered extras. £20 for OWO, £10 for kissing, £10 to get naked. If you add all this to her £80 per hour charge, that's almost FS price. Sigh. Whilst Carmen offers little in the way of extras and is older, she is much better value at £40 which includes a 69 so you can ram your tongue deep in her tasty pussy whilst she makes you cum.
My cock tried to wake. Paige persisted and I came. Wiped, up and off the table in about 19 minutes. I showered, dressed and left.
Overall Rating: I am going with strong neutral. Some might argue pale green as she delivered a service. Some might argue red given how it played out. I love UKP and being a member is great. But I can't helping feeling none of it matters sometimes. Her bin was rammed full of spunk filled tissues. Just as some think a week at Butlins counts as a good holiday or a meal in Wetherspoons is a special occasion, its all about personal taste. She'll get custom from non-UKP customers who may or may not return. Until she drifts away, never to return.
As Matthew McConaghhey said in Wolf of Wall Street. The ferris wheel goes round and round 24/7 365. Fugazi. Of no matter.
Background: This punt brought into sharp focus that everyone is different. Horses for courses, different strokes for different folks. One man's trash is another man's treasure. All the cliches you can think of. I'd agreed a time with Paige (soon after my text) and promptly scooted over to Arnold quickly. Her follow up text said it didn't matter if I was early, so I didn't need to hang about. In the end it did kind of matter. I was 7 minutes early. Carmen answered the door - a little startled and ushered me into her living room. Paige, it seems, did indeed have a client. So much for early being fine. Deep breath
Carmen gave me a hug, we had a quick chat and she brought me a coffee. I sat in her living room listening to the bloke upstairs stumble about putting his trousers on. He came down and departed cheerily. He'd clearly had a good time. He was old, bald and a good size - but seemed a thoroughly lovely gentleman. The sort you'd find wearing a comfy sweater at the bowling club or wherever. It didn't matter. I watched him toddle off down the street - a happy man vowing to return.
Price: £50
Duration: 30 mins
Service: Massage & HR
Comms: Easy enough by text - noting the above
Location: Carmen's gaff
Girl: Friendly, chatty, late 20s, pleasant
Service: Paige entered the living room to tell me she would go and prepare the room. She was gone maybe 30 seconds then returned. The time it takes to roll out another 7 feet of bog roll that covers the massage table. I mentioned the text, the arriving early and the slight awkwardness. She smiled and looked at me. Did it register? Should I persist? I may as well have asked her about the cut in National Insurance contributions in the recent Budget.
Paige is friendly, polite, chatty. Body fine but top half hidden behind a see-through blouse. The massage was below par. Some oil. But mostly rubbing around. No hint of teasing. No working of any knots. No brushes or swipes. Nothing to get me semi erect or hard. After 10-15 minutes, I was asked to turn over. No chest massage, no inner legs, or balls. No teasing. Nothing to get me semi erect or hard. She immediately played with my disinterested cock.
She offered extras. £20 for OWO, £10 for kissing, £10 to get naked. If you add all this to her £80 per hour charge, that's almost FS price. Sigh. Whilst Carmen offers little in the way of extras and is older, she is much better value at £40 which includes a 69 so you can ram your tongue deep in her tasty pussy whilst she makes you cum.
My cock tried to wake. Paige persisted and I came. Wiped, up and off the table in about 19 minutes. I showered, dressed and left.
Overall Rating: I am going with strong neutral. Some might argue pale green as she delivered a service. Some might argue red given how it played out. I love UKP and being a member is great. But I can't helping feeling none of it matters sometimes. Her bin was rammed full of spunk filled tissues. Just as some think a week at Butlins counts as a good holiday or a meal in Wetherspoons is a special occasion, its all about personal taste. She'll get custom from non-UKP customers who may or may not return. Until she drifts away, never to return.
As Matthew McConaghhey said in Wolf of Wall Street. The ferris wheel goes round and round 24/7 365. Fugazi. Of no matter.