External Link/Members OnlyBloody hell, lads.
Ive reached a new low.
Saturday evening and im scrolling through the various AW profiles in my area. As per usual, its filled with eastern europeans which arent really my thing (ive had a few Hungarians, one or two Romanians, but thats about it) as i prefer either Latinas or homegrown talent simple because i find the service to be that bit better.
Speaking of which, i stumble across two homegrown MILFs, Billie British and British Lola.
Both were available and good to go.
Why on earth i didn't chose Billie, is absolutely beyond me. The only reason i can think of, is that in hindsight, from the location/postcode she gave me, it sounded as if she was working out of a particular hotel, and if its the same hotel i think it is, ive been there before for work meetings in the past and there are staff absolutely everywhere. None of this walking past reception or a self service check in/out.
Anyway, i digress.
I message Lola, we lock in a time and duration for the meet and away i go.
The SatNav directs me to my location, and I finally arrived in an estate filled with low rise flats within Broxbourne/Ware. The type that could be deemed "undesirable" or "sketchy" if you scare easily. I send off a message and tell Lola im here and she replies with "give me 10mins."
This is one of my gripes with escorts when they do back to back bookings, or are simply just not ready or unprepared. So i now have to sit in my car and scroll through social media to keep myself entertained. And the longer im sitting there, its becoming more and more evident that me and my car stick out like a sore thumb, as every person who walks past me is eyeing me up.
I might as well have driven my fluorescent yellow Lamborghini because i wasnt doing a good job of being discreet..clearly! 😄
15mins pass and im getting pissed off now.
"Are you ready yet?"
A few mins pass by and i receive a message "yea im ready now, come up, im flat xx."
I find her block, buzz up, and walk up about 3 or 4 flights of stairs and knock on the door.
The standard magic door and walk into the warmth of what looks like a cozy 1 bedroom flat.
I lay eyes on Lola for the first time and im not really impressed with what i see (thats about to change any second now...) but she's decent enough for a quick shag..or so i thought.
She's about 5'6, tanned, slim build and at least in her mid to late 50s.
I give her the money (£80 for 15mins) and off she goes to hide it.
She was in a satin night gown/robe when i handed the money to her, but when she came back, she was in a bra and panties, and my god...i instantly regretted handing over the money 😲😩
What im about to say next, I'm saying with the utmost respect...
Do you remember as a child, during the winter months your mum would make you a hot cup of milk by warming it up in a saucepan and then pour it into a mug? And if you left it to cool down too much, it formed that horrible nasty layer of loose skin ontop? 🤢
Well, she has that loose skin ABSOLUTELY EVERYWHERE!
Her arms..
Her legs..
Her stomach..
Her back..
Her neck..
It just looked absolutely horrible.
My only logical explanation is that once upon a time she must've been a BBW...but she must've been HUGE.
Me personally, I found it very off putting.
Then, as she's talking to me (telling me how she lives 6 months in North Africa, 6 months over here...shes not a local, she's from an hour up the road etc etc) I'm looking at her face and i can see that she has stitches from one of her nostrels all the way to the bridge if her nose. Granted, the stitiches were tiny and only visible up close, but still, how on earth do you manage to cut open your nose in such fashion?? I wasnt about to ask.
I just wanna fuck get out of there.
"Shall i take my lipstick off?" She asks.
"Errrrrrrrmmmmmmmm...." i reply.
"You're taking too long to answer, so thats clearly a yes." Touché Lola, touché.
She starts giving me with OWO and to be fair, its not bad at all, and im actually enjoying it, until i go to grab her droopy udders and I'm soon reminded about all the excess loose skin again.
We exchange places after a short while and i begin RO on her which she seems very surprised about, and before too long she's climaxed which completely throws her out of sync as she says shes now giddy and light headed and needs a moment.
Once shes calmed down and gathered herself together, she straddles me ontop and rides me until i pop in the bag. I can remember as she was picking up pace while riding i grabbed her arse cheeks to increase the pace of the strokes going in and out and i just remember thinking to myself her arse cheeks are absolutely rock hard which im not a custom too as i definitely prefer a jiggly arse which wobbles and you can slap during doggy.
Shes a bit of 'post nut talker' which isnt really me, especially if i haven't enjoyed the fuck or the experience and i just wanted to get out of there.
I politely give her a hug say thanks and go back to my car.
Was she attractive? No.
Will i be returning? No.
Was it VFM? No, not really.
Should i have seen Billie British? Fuck yes!
Lesson learnt.
Hopefully you lot learn from my mistakes as well.
Until the next one fellas 🫡
D.I.T.
Topic: British Lola - Broxbourne (Read 852 times)