Having been intrigued …
Thanks for the TOFTT, OP
This intrigues me ...
... Said she is Hungarian but looks Indian when I first saw her.
If she looks Indian, I think I'd like to pretend that she is ... and tick off a worthy Indian sexperience without the premium that real Indian WGs charge.
… I followed through last month …
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External Link/Members OnlyLogistics:I phoned … Candy answered, and came across sweet as … candy! She was available … I was 20mins drive away from the postcode she’d texted … and so I booked her for 30mins for £60, as I’d considered this would be better VFM than £40 for a 15min P&D … all comms thus speedy and efficient.
Location:Candy works from her own ground floor flat in an estate right off Watford Way going north … and it’s easy to zoom passed, which I did. I thus cheekily parked in the Kosher Outlet via ducking through the BP petrol station. It’d be tricky to get here in anything other than a car.
Candy’s flat is not discreetly located … as residents mill about in the courtyard, watching you approach and enter her flat … I properly felt suspicious eyes burning into my back, as I shiftily waited for Candy to open her damn door.
The flat is of course lived-in … but the presumably spare bedroom is fit for punting purpose … double bed overlaid with a towel, curtains drawn already, dresser with tissues, wipes and rubbers … plus a badly-positioned-and-thus-pointless standing mirror.
Looks:Candy is the solid body in the photos below, as I recognize the nails and the extensive and somewhat off-putting scar below the left shoulder blade …
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Probably in her mid-20s, Candy is from Hungary … and I was disappointed to find that she did not at all look Indian, not enough for me to pretend … a Romany gypsy, maybe. Nonetheless, a pleasant girl with an easy-going manner.
Services:As soon as Candy opened her front door, I ducked in, desperate to hide from her nosey neighbours’ eyes … but her smiley and friendly nature quickly calmed my nerves … and her tight tube dress quickly excited my cock! Shoes left in the hallway, we entered the bedroom … I confirmed 30mins … passed £60, which Candy popped out to stash, leaving me to undress.
I was already naked on Candy’s return … and she then directed me to lie back on the bed. My cock bobbed in her direction, as she slipped out of her dress … releasing her little tits and her slight paunch. Perched along my left flank, Candy reached for wet-wipes … and cleaned up my package. Offering a choice of OW or OWO, I naturally opted for the latter. She then leaned over from that left side to deliver rather rudimentary OWO … little variation and only down to mid-shaft … plus pesky hand-work to unduly entice. Sadly, I was too horny not to find Candy’s basic fellatio steadily edge me … such that I had to stop her. I asked to kiss in order to distract my sap rising … this started as lip kissing, progressing only to lightest FK. Back to OWO … and again I found myself unduly edged … I again stopped her to then distract myself by sucking her tits. Returning to OWO, and once more my sap rose, despite such ordinary oral skill which really didn’t deserve my impending cum … I thus resigned if I could pop twice to get a first pop out early, but Candy shook her head … only once in 30mins. Fortunately, I was then saved by the bell … or rather a phone ringing. Candy glanced at me … her eyes almost asking permission to answer … I was relieved to give it, gaining resilience from the downtime. After relaying availability to the dubious punter on the line … Candy's face suddenly grimaced, and she exclaimed “I don’t do that!” … and hung up! I asked what he wanted … she just laughed, and reached for a rubber.
Ready to rock, Candy offered doggy to start … I wasn’t gonna say nay. She lubed up, head-down and ass-up … and I slipped in. Slow and sensual motion … I wanted to savour … but Candy wanted to me to fuck … and hard and fast. I wasn't sure whether this was a quick-cum tactic … either way, I took my sweet time … but did eventually gear up to pump-action. I then switched Candy around into mish … slow sex again, whilst LFK and tit-sucking … building up to fast fucking with her ankles wrapped around my neck.
Ready to pop, I asked to CIM … Candy declined, explaining that she was due to have lunch and didn't want cum-mouth priorly … but reassured, “Next time”, with no extra mentioned. I thus pounded to the finish line and let myself go in the bag in mish. Phew! We both had by then worked up a sweat … and I felt proud of having made Candy somewhat breathless, as she still fanned herself to cool down, after I had pulled out to lie beside her. I knew I had at least 10mins left … but there was no post-coital GFE cuddle or massage … just rubber yanked off and an efficient wet-wipe of my creamy cock. I was then handed wipes to clean up further … but asked to use the bathroom, where I washed my cock and balls in the basin.
Back in the bedroom, Candy was wrapped in a teensy towel that skimmed her perky underbum, as she moved around the room … oggling her had me engorging again, as I dressed up. In the hallway, she checked through the spy-hole that the coast was clear … and with a kiss to my cheek, she instructed me to leave without talking to neighbours! As I purposefully strode out through the estate, looking down at my phone to avoid any eye contact, I was surprised to leaving at 19mins done.
Conclusion:First, Candy is nowhere near Indian-looking, so my hope for imagining punt with an Indian didn't work. Second, although I of course got my end away, in retrospect, it was an underwhelming sexpereince … perfunctory … going-through-the-motions … and rather rushed. I should’ve stuck to 15mins for £40 … as such
Neutral service would’ve been similar, but better value.