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Executive summary:
Sulky brat in need of retraining.
Full summary:
Excellent comms by text and quick phone call.
I have visited the location and flat with a different WG and it is a brief walk from Canning Town underground. Reasonably exposed on a main street. With a previous encounter with a different girl they were very good at making sure you were ready to be let in immediately for discretion. Leila was not as sharp and had a brief wait whilst on the phone and waiting for her to buzz me in.
Flat is modern, with shower. Leila was working out of the box room which was baking.
The pictures are very accurate and if you like tiny and petit right down to small hands and feet, then you'll be happy with the looks. As I was.
While she wasn't dressed for it, she is cute and a tight young body that feels and smells great.
Small pert tits, nice tight little ass. She is lovely to look at and feel.
But the attitude. Switches between pleasant and disdain at the flick of a switch. The mask doesn't sit well at all.
So after a few initial signs I was fearing the worst and pretty much got it. No sooner as I laid on the bed she plonks a rubber on my sleeping chap and proceeds to give passable oral. No real depth and the tongue flicking was nice but ultimately was a routine with tugging to get me hard.
After a few minutes she asks if I'm ready and I said no I'd like some more oral. More tugging and accelerated sucking. I only stopped because actually getting close, and with hindsight I should have just taken the blow in baggy and be done.
So I say im ready and she lays back for missionary. While it looks great fucking this little tight body there is NOTHING. No sounds, no looks, no touching, nada.
So I'm going for it, not even a hard or fast pace. The exhales start. So I go a bit slower and to be fair her pussy was not tight and with lube up there I can't feel much and I'm starting to lose interest.
So I ask her to bend over instead so I can smash it out in doggy and finish up. Cue another bout of stroppy sighing. It's too late, I'm well put off at this point and pushing rope.
Some failed attempts at resuscitation but its over at this point. She asks what can she do, to. Which I reply, nothing clearly.
Just wiped myself with the towel and dropped it in her hand much to her visible annoyance and my visible smile and left.
While the packing is great if you can filter out the attitude you may have a good time. I didn't and I wouldn't go back.
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