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External Link/Members OnlyYou would think that a solo road trip from one part of the UK to another with no particular urgency would be the ideal opportunity to sample a fabulous, well-reviewed escort from an unfamiliar area.
I was lucky on the way up north a week before this meeting and had a great time with Rebel&Ryde, a FF duo in Scarborough. My review is here:
https://www.ukpunting.com/index.php?topic=353152.0But on the return journey south a bog-standard punt with the plump Ava Grace in Doncaster was all I managed.
I used to enjoy the research involved setting up these kind of on-tour punts but the success rate is now so low it’s becoming a chore. After getting nowhere with maybe 20 calls, texts or AW messages I had resigned myself to a sex-free trip, but on approaching the Doncaster turn-off on the A1 I couldn’t help thinking that it was a town known to have tons of escorts.
So I pulled off the road, got out my laptop one more time and did some “Available Today” research, finally calling two girls with positive UKP reviews. First Ava Grace texted back saying OK to 30 minutes for £60 and giving me the postcode, then the other one sent a more vague “yes” but also included her postcode. I said OK to Ava, asked the other one to confirm the time and fee, then set off into the centre of Doncaster.
At first I was aiming for the second girl’s postcode in the hope she’d come good because I liked the look of her more than Ava, but after 20 mins of radio silence I gave up and sent a text to say forget it. She replied with a “sorry” message more than an hour later. On putting Ava’s postcode into Waze I found that the place where I’d pulled over was only two minutes from her location. So I drove there, parked up, and waited 15 minutes until the appointed time.
At the time of this punt a few weeks ago she was in an upmarket block of flats near Doncaster Royal Infirmary – definitely not the place on a parade of shops mentioned in previous reviews. I had no problems getting in and the apartment itself was very swish.
Ava proved a bit of a let-down physically because she’s built like a barrel. Closer scrutiny of her profile pictures would have given me a clue to this because of the flattering camera angles but she’s certainly piled on some timber since the shots where you can see her middle.
However, she has a pretty face and, as another reviewer remarked, beautiful eyes. A very down-to-earth and friendly Yorkshire lass, too, so I wasn’t going to cancel the punt just because I prefer skinnier girls. Her hair was white-blonde rather than the red-brown shown in some pics and pinned up out of the way.
I’ve had to leave it longer than usual between punt and review so some of the sexual details have slipped away into the fog of my memory. I do recall that she was happy to French-kiss and that I stuck to my usual punting routine of kissing and fondling, oral on me, 69 with her on top, then cowgirl.
When I saw her reaching for a condom before the oral I asked if we could do it without. She told me yes, but I’d need to have a shower first, and that this was stated on her profile. I didn’t remember reading that and when I checked the page just now there’s nothing of the sort there. She must have had that on one of her older profiles under a previous name.
So I left her on the bed, had a super-quick shower in the spotless modern bathroom, then went back to resume the action. Once we got into 69 I found that my usual habit of fingering a girl’s fanny and, if allowed, her bumhole while my tongue got to work on her clit was physically impossible. Ava’s thighs are so strong and meaty that I was effectively pinned to the bed and neither hand could reach its pink target. Oh well. My instinct told me it wasn’t on the cards anyway.
Ava gave no indication of pleasure from my attention and I found her BJ technique a little loose so I started thrusting more energetically to increase the friction. This had the unwanted effect of prompting her to climb off and ask how I wanted sex. It’s always cowgirl these days.
I pulled her down close during a a few minutes of vigorous and pleasurable action then got her to check the condom. As usually happens, my hard-on had softened and the rubber had slipped. On de-mounting, she found that it stayed inside her but she went to the bathroom and fished it out without any fuss.
That was that for sex. CIM was not on offer so I finished myself on to her tits. Up until the moment of ejaculation I had been planning to lick it off, but as soon as the orgasm happened I lost that urge entirely.
This wasn’t a terrible punt and £60 for half an hour in pleasant surroundings is pretty good value. But the combination of Ava’s stocky figure and that fact that she didn’t bothered to feign any enthusiasm made it a neutral in my book. I’d had a bit of fun, but on balance I wish I’d just stayed on the A1.
