Had a short window of time today south of the river, found Yoyo, 24, https://www.adultwork.com/3096925
texted, called, spoke great English, photo looked attractive, confirmed oily body to body massage, owo, protected sex, cim, two pops included for the grand price of £140 and if I managed a third shot it would be an extra £10, oh how we laughed about that one on the phone.
I turn up outside a well known restaurant in Putney [where she was located on her profile when I booked, both number and location have since changed, south coast fellas watch out] and texted to announce my arrival, she responded that she was in the block opposite, the one remaining block in that area that the developers and yuppification forgot, my heart sank but the little fella drove me forward to follow her entry instructions, dodge the puddles and what looked very much like two other punters leaving the building until I arrived art her open door.
It was dark inside, she led me by the hand to the bedroom where there was a little more light, I tried to talk to her but she spoke fuck all English, comms obviously handled by a maid. She turned and reached out to hug me, I noticed she was wearing a stripy boob tube and skirt combo that looked like it came off the reject rail in Asda, it clashed horrendously with her flip flops, classy.
She had a face like a bulldog licking piss off a nettle, bleary puffy eyes and unkempt hair bordering on greasy, if she was 24 so am I, she was mid to late thirties, easy and had the demeanour of a stroppy bird who'd been woken up to do a job she hates. She rolled off her kit to reveal soft skin, which I stroked, good sized bangers with big nipples, a pot belly that could've been early pregnancy or just lazy eating and exercise habits and a bush that looked as matted as a barber's plughole on pensioner's discount day.
This vision of loveliness squinted up at me and asked how long I would like to stay, I declined her kind offer, said I wasn't staying at all, turned and left.