After two previous atrocious punts that I have reviewed on here, I was desperate for a decent meet and a decent service.
Having seen the glowing reviews of this SP on here I thought this has got to turn my fortunes. How wrong was I.
Communication
I had just left the gym in Waterloo and ran the Fanny Positioning System on the mobile version of AW.
After cross referencing the nearest SPs with UKP reviews I thought GFE Tiffany would do the business nicely.
I called her but no answer, so texted and confirmed a 8PM meet for the duration of 90 minutes at a cost of £200.
Location
The flat is on Old Street itself sandwiched between some office. When I got to the outside glass door, I texted to say I had arrived as instructed. The outside glass door was open. She texted to say her friend will come to get me as the intercom was not working.
After a few minutes waiting this friend never showed so I decided to straight in and up one flight to the flat she said she was in.
I knocked on the door and could hear the dulcet Polski tones of her talking to presumably her friend and cohabiting brass.
After a couple of more minutes waiting, the SP opened the door wearing a black dress and black stockings. Initial first impressions of her appearance was that she is fairly pleasing to the eye.
I said to her that I came straight up as the outside door was open. She said "I know" which contradicted the previous text message she sent me. I thought to myself, ok perhaps she's a bit dense, no biggy.
Transaction and Shower
After ushering me into a small non descript bedroom I handed over the readies and asked for and was granted a shower.
The temperature of the shower started off perfectly but then flitted in between warm and freezing cold.
I wasn't prepared for the quick change to a freezing temperature and I had to hold in letting out a scream that would have had the same pitch as Maurice Gibbs of the Bee Gees having his balls slammed in between the doors of a Ford Cortina whilst simultaneously being gang raped by the Mujaheddin.
The act
I returned to the bedroom after this shower and she wasn't there. She popped her head in and said I'll be back in a few minutes. I noticed a red suitcase in her room and she later said she had just returned from the motherland after the Christmas break.
So we started kissing. Her profile states DFK, it was none of the sort, it wasn't even French Kissing.
I have to say her boobs are incredible, one of the best I've seen, but that is all she has going for her.
Like davison has previously reviewed very recently she just stares at you and smiles. It is very unnerving and uncomfortable.
She literally did nothing just lay there rubbing herself on me and rubbing my body with all the enthusiasm and passion of a damp rag.
After about 15 minutes of zero action I said to her "are you tired, because you do not seen into this at all" and she replied with "I'm just lazy today". I couldn't believe my ears. She said that she is studying Economics. I said to her have you heard of demand and supply. She said yes. I said "I have a very high demand for some snatch right now but I'm not getting any supply"
Fair to say the joke went over her head. After about half an hour I had to take my own frigging boxers off. As I did so I said "I wouldn't want you to be accused of doing all the work". This was greeted with her smile and vacant stare.
Eventually she mustered up the energy to suck me off. I said to her "I wouldn't want you to"Here mouth game was decent but she was continuously wanking the shaft at the same time to make me come quicker. I blew a substantial load into her mouth and she held it there for a little while before going to the bathroom to dispense with it. She then came back and lay on the bed. One hour had passed in this time so I had half an hour left but my vibe was killed stone dead. I didn't want to shag her after that so I got dressed and left.
To summarise, there would be more sexual interaction with a blow up doll. There would be more sexual interaction with a kilo bag of spuds. There would be more sexual enjoyment out of wanking over the lingerie section of Kays catalogue.
So why all the glowing reviews for this SP. Well that is a mystery, perhaps she used to be good and is now so jaded she's beyond repair, I don't really know the answer. Or perhaps she has had so much smoke blown up her arse we should be privileged to pay just to be in her company. What a lazy cow this SP is. It was actually a disgrace to get that level of service and I texted her afterwards to tell her that.
I really need my punting fortunes to turn soon because I am becoming disillusioned with it a tad.