This was a 30-minute incall in Lewisham and I paid £60.
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External Link/Members OnlyThe Comms: Very quick and simple. On seeing my Plan A in the flesh I decided to walk away (this was a transgender escort, so I presume of limited interest here). I was only five minutes from home but still keen. I had no Plan B lined up but used the AW web app on my phone to run an “Available Today” search with a one-mile radius. Hot_Emilyy seemed the best option of six that came up. She’s a Polish girl with an incredible 297 AW feedbacks. Didn’t have time to actually read them (which meant I didn't realise she'd hidden them) or to see if there were reviews on here (she is mentioned but not reviewed) so I just called and she answered. After a one-stop journey on the DLR I sent a text to say I was there. She replied promptly with the full address and clear instructions. It was only 15 minutes from first contact to walking in the door
The location: Modern and fairly smart block of flats close to the big Tesco in Lewisham. No problem getting in, and as I arrived at her door she did the usual thing of opening it while hiding behind. Her instructions had included telling me not to knock or ring – she seems paranoid about the neighbours working out what she does – and she made a mildly reproachful “shush” sign when I said: “Hi.”
The girl: Some of her profile pics make her look a bit chunky but in fact she’s slender and petite with nice natural tits. Facially pretty too, so her appearance was better than I’d expected. Probably a little older than her stated 27 years but not by much. She's been on AW since 2011. She was perfectly friendly but there was something about her manner that told me this wouldn’t be the most wild and uninhibited half hour I’d ever spend.
The action: She left for 30 seconds to get me a glass of water and I went from dapper older guy with jacket and shoes still on to stark bollock naked by the time she got back, which made her smile. Things began well as she backed into me, pushing her bum into my groin while twisting to nuzzle my neck then reaching behind to fondle the rapidly awakening beast.
She manoeuvred me on to the bed and did the neck-nuzzling thing again as she hovered above me. This felt very nice indeed with her silky hair falling over my face My first disappointment came with the kissing. She may include French kissing in her preferences but when your tongue goes in she doesn’t reciprocate. In fact she opens her mouth wider so it feels like you’re poking a sausage into the Mersey tunnel (as The Stranglers almost sang).
But there were compensations. When I began fondling her splendid boobs through her bra she took it off then did one of those body massage moves with her nipples softly raking up and down my chest then used them to tease my now rampant love muscle.
“You want some oral?” she asked. Silly question. This was uncovered and done quite well until she got a bit bored and started alternating the mouth action with a weirdly combined wank and tit rub. I asked for 69 and she obliged, but kept her heels on. Now if we were shooting a porn film this would have been obligatory, but we weren’t, and all things considered I would have preferred not to have four inches of sharp plastic on either side of my head.
That minor worry was soon replaced by a more important one. Though the mouth action at the other end was back to its initial quality, she wasn’t lowering her pussy far enough. I could lick her clit area with my tongue but pushing right in to bury my face in her pink bits (my favourite thing) was more or less impossible. I asked her to get closer and she made a token gesture, but we were soon back to the original position.
Attempts at fingering her pussy were gently resisted so I called a halt and asked for cowgirl. After covering up this was performed with some vigour. We both worked up a glistening sweat and it felt great until the point when my knob kept slipping out of her. Her pussy felt quite tight and my erection was still around 90% so I think it was just a quirk of the way we were moving together. After it happened a third time she suggested missionary and that was enjoyable too. Legs wrapped round my bum and lots of neck-nuzzling while I pounded away vigorously. I quite fancied popping inside her but it wasn't happening so we switched to doggy-style, which was fun thanks to the close-up aerial view of her pert bum jiggling like a pair of Baywatch tits.
Still no orgasmic joy, so I asked her to switch to oral again. She was surprised by this, but complied. After a minute it was back to hand-wank-with-added-tit-action so I politely asked her to keep it in her mouth because I would cum much faster. I hadn't noticed if CIM was on her profile (it isn't) but the answer became apparent when she plopped me out at the last moment and resumed the hand-tit treatment while I spunked.
At this stage I'd say only 22 minutes had gone by since I'd walked in the room, but I had no reason to stay other than to shower off all the sweat. She frowned at this request and after disappearing to the bathroom returned to say rather apologetically that she'd put all the towels in the wash earlier and none were available. Hmmm. True or not, that kind of domestic detail can really destroy the mood.
The conclusion: I've been hovering between Neutral and Positive for this review, because I think I did get sixty quid's worth of naughtiness and as she's on the doorstep I wouldn't rule out seeing her again for a good bout of short-notice sex. But she didn't French Kiss in any meaningful way and her Reverse Oral was way too limited, so for once I'm going to accentuate the negative.
