About 10 years ago, I paid an arm and a leg (£300) for an hour with Amber Rayne in a hotel near Marble Arch. I remember talking about her flight over from LA, about her love of horses and the fact she was descended from native American blood, but the most memorable thing was her telling me “you’re in my ass, not my pussy”. I think anal was meant to be £100 extra, which I hadn’t paid for - but it seems she loved anal so much that she went with the flow as her ankles were around her own shoulders as much as mine! Happy days. Seeing this thread made me think of her straight away, as I don’t think I’ve ever left a punt on such a high.