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Offline mrterrytibbs


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Text communication with Sweet Agnes was sadly easy enough. Several text exchanges and it was game on. A decent modern upstairs flat in leith shared with at least one if not more WG’s. With the other WG’s hoofing round loudly in heels and slamming doors very loudly I suspect it’ll only be a matter of time before they’re rumbled by the adjacent neighbours or those below and / or the cops.

Sweet Agnes opened the door in a dark hallway and the evening went down hill from there. I handed my hour’s worth of money over for full sex, oral both ways, kissing and the option of anal should I want it.  Agnes tucked the money away in another room and came back ordering me to strip. It was at this stage I saw her gut sagging out of the dress she was wearing. Much much bigger than her photos suggested.

As I climbed onto the bed Agnes picked her moment to tell me, unconvincingly, her period had started that morning.  I was shit out of luck. It never once crossed her mind to tell me in copious comms before.

Nonetheless I remembered she was an “anal queen” and so at least thought I could eventually enjoy the novelty of fucking her arsehole which would mean I didn’t have to look at her miserable Chevy Chase.

Speaking of which, her profile says she’s 30. She’s at least 40 and I’d say either had a tough paper round and / or the winters in her part of Poland had taken their toll.

On the bed, Agnes popped out her big saggy floppy tits for me to play with (again, worse than her photos)

Some perfunctory light kissing and tit groping and the occasional strong smell of BO ensued. Agnes, for reasons I couldn’t fathom, actually looked like she hated my guts.

Onto some reasonable oral without on me which given the smell of B.O. I began to worry about hygiene but let her carry on. I wasn’t remotely comfortable with my uncovered cock in her mouth for some reason and so I told her I wanted to try anal. But she didn’t want “annul” because she wanted so much my cum in her mouth. Waited a minute and tried the request again, to which the reply was continued cock sucking only more concerted as she really wanted the cum. During the next minute or so she skilfully reached out to check her phone whilst continuing to suck my cock bracing herself on one elbow. I was impressed.

So, another request at anal as was made in accordance with the options offered in earlier text messages to accompany the full sex, oral both ways etc that was also never on offer as it turns out.

This time the anal request really hit home and Agnes rose to her feet with a look of disgust, sighed heavily, walked to the chest of drawers in the corner and proceeded to open the tub of Vaseline and spread it round her arsehole bang in front of me. She disappeared into the bog then came back and proceeded to carry on sucking my now covered cock knelt before me as I stood there.  I pulled the Johnny off and decided to wank myself furiously into her mouth whilst she noshed the tip. She gave up after a while and honestly looked at me pitifully as I stood there wanking. She offered her mouth up and Hey presto, I shot over her tits as she skilfully pulled her mouth away once more. It turns out she didn’t want my cum so desperately after all.

She cleaned up and really hurriedly took the wet wipes into the bathroom. I don’t know why.

Agnes then lay on the bed legs crossed and watched me like she hated my guts as I dressed. No shower offered no nothing.
 
All throughout the encounter Agnes remained clothed in this kimono thing, pulling it shut, and kept her legs clamped shut (apart from reaching between her legs to lube her arshole).  There was no way I was remotely getting even a glance of the pie.  Which makes me think that even after what she described as a “very quiet” day, Agnes doesn’t quite live up to her own hype.

She was horrid. And easily one of my worst punts.

Offline oddson1970

that sounds horrific mate but fair play to you for even managing to pop given the horror show you endured.l wouldn't have been remotely interested in booking her after looking at the car crash profile but l appreciate the review.....entertaining for all the wrong reasons.

Offline Poopster

Aw mate, sorry you had a horror there but the period thing should have resulted in an immediate "give me my money back".

Dropping that shite on you after the cash has been handed over is a big fat no-no. 

If the worst came to the worst and the pimp came to kick you out, at least the little adrenaline boost would have been better than that punt!