This is my first review after lurking on here for a while....
First, a bit of background, I've been a regular punter for probably around forty years. As you can imagine the landscape out there has changed dramatically in that time. Back in the eighties, it was Soho walkups, maybe the odd streetwalker, the postcard in the local newsagent, the card in the telephone box, or an ad in Mayfair or Penthouse.
I've had some absolutely amazing punts, some bang average, some mediocre, and one where I was ripped off and threatened with violence. Back in the day if I got the horn (which was often), I would just go for it without recourse for the possible consequences. I loved it, it was almost the thrill of the chase. If the experience was less than spectacular I would just shrug and move on. After all, in the majority of cases I would have least satisfied my urges.
I haven't had what I'd would call a 'proper' punt in ages, probably around five years or so. Obviously COVID and all its implications contributed to that fact but I have to admit that I've grown quite wary of having a crap experience and of wasting some hard earned dough.
I've had some good to great rub 'n tug experiences in various massage establishments and I will tell of those in another post.
Anyway, Joana has been so well reviewed on this site that I thought at £70, its got to be worth going for it.
The punt happened a couple of weeks ago on a Thursday afternoon.
Communication - Joana doesn't appear to advertise anymore, so no link (sorry) but her number is quoted on a couple of reviews here and is easy enough to find

All contact via WhatsApp. I had the horn on a Saturday morning, so I took the plunge and messaged her. She took about an hour to respond, 'sorry baby I don't work weekends'. Bugger! However, I wasn't going to be deterred so I messaged her back asking when she was available. From this I got, 'Monday to Friday 10 - 6' and then , 'I offer massage, with oral and rimming, baby. £70. Or words to that effect. I duly booked a slot.
The Venue - Ground floor of a typical suburban semi. Bedroom has on suite shower, very clean with shower gel, etc. Around 5 -10 minutes stroll from Dollis Hill station.
The SP - she's a very sexy older woman. Around five foot four, medium build, nice firm fairly large tits and a great arse. Honestly Gents, she's fit for her age, which I'd put between 55 and 60. On arrival I hadn't noticed her message asking me to message her when I was outside the property. Luckily I rang the right doorbell..
She opened the door wearing a tight fitting leatherette dress with her ample tits on display, I could feel the old man hardening...
What happened in the next hour or so was nothing short of sensational. As soon as we entered the bedroom, her tongue was down my throat and she was grabbing my cock. By now I had a raging hard on. I grabbed her arse and was fondling her tits, pinching her very responsive nipples.
I was soon naked and she had stripped down to her tiny red thong. 'massage baby', she whispered in my ear. What followed was a very oily, firm massage with some body to body that worked my back and shoulders and then slowly down to my thighs and and calves. Suddenly my rear end was raised and I could feel her tonguing my bum hole and balls. Just fucking amazing! At one point she lifted one of my feet and hooked it inside her thong so that my big toe was rubbing her clit. She was absolutely sopping wet by now.
I lost all track of time but soon I was on my back and my cock was disappearing down her throat. It didn't take me too long to unload! She swallowed the lot and licked her lips with a lascivious smile...
I wasn't sure that I would managed a second pop so I thought I'd return the favour and went down on her, lapping away at her massive clit whilst fingering her g spot. All the while she's squirming around and pushing my head down on her. She's as wet as the Niagara Falls now.
By now I'm up to full mast again and itching to shag her. I say, 'condom?' but this doesn't appear to be forthcoming. Now I know as the old saying goes, 'a stiff dick has no conscience' but there's no way I'm going to BB her.
In the end I wanked away frantically with her fondling my balls and whispering, 'come for me baby, come all over my tits', which I duly did. Two pops in an hour for an old geezer like me is a result!
The conclusion; I walked away with a spring in my step and a smile on my face. Initially, I really didn't think I would return (its not often I see the same SP twice) but just writing this review has given me a semi
