So, I probably just had a worst case scenario as far as punting experiences go...
Had an Asian itch to scratch and with my regular girl (Exotic Vee) proving hard to see thesedays and other Asian independent girls a bit thin on the ground or B&S merchants I decide to go with an agency girl.
Looking at some recent reviews of Asian agency girls on here I originally want to try Rachel at Olina escorts but she's away so taking a look at their site I like the look of Jennifer:
External Link/Members Only (also available via Invasian and SAE under the same name)
£150 PH is the max of my budget (and I'm wary of paying this much after the last time I did the punt was underwhelming) but that itch needed scratching and so I arrange by text with Olina agency a couple of days before. Fairy easy comms and although I had to chase them again for confirmation (Jennifer was slow in getting back to them) it was all done within a few texts, supplied with full address and some directions and they even text again this morning to re-confirm. So far so good...
A couple of hours before the meeting time they text again saying Jennifer is asking to push it by 15mins which is not a problem as I had a free afternoon and so I later make my way to Notting Hill. When I get to the location it's not particularly discreet, being on the main high street and also the entrance is sandwiched between a popular fast food chain and a supermarket but that's ok. Problem is there's some twat playing a steel drum just outside which means I can't hear anything on the intercom when I buzz the flat and the concierge opens to door to let me in, asking what flat I'm visiting (nosy cunt). I pretend to be on my phone and give him a different number and just walk past him to the lifts complaining about the steel drum twat outside meaning I couldn't hear anything.
Up in the lift and to the door and I'm let in my someone else. From reading a previous review I remember that the flat is shared with another working girl (Marta) and so this must be her. She asks me to wait in the lounge and offers me a drink. Meanwhile I can hear talking upstairs, including a male voice, so I surmise that Jennifer is still with another client (!). Marta asks if I want to take a shower, I do, and so she shows me up to the bathroom, shouting out in Thai to warn Jennifer that I'm coming probably, runs the water for me and supplies some towels. While I'm showering the other client obviously leaves and when I finish and emerge Jennifer is waiting for me in the bedroom.
She's a fit looking girl, a little older than expected (but that's not unusual with the agency photoshopped -to-hell images, not as tall as stated on her profile and also sporting an abdomen tattoo which you won't see on most of her shots except for a couple on Invasian. She apologetic but also flustered and going off in that 100mileperhoursteamofconsciousness way that some Thai girls do, complaining about how the last client overran and wanted to extend, how her phone was not charged so she couldn't let the agency know etc etc.
It's a little annoying but the sight of that body is keeping me there (little brain took over) and I wait for her to calm down enough to focus on me. It's now about 15mins after the agreed start time so I confirm I'm still good for an hour and hand over the cash. She's still chatting away but I'm getting to grips with her thin toned body, great small arse and decent boob job and we kiss, it's a little odd and not quite full DFK but sloppy so I relax and get into it.
She oils herself up and gives me some B2B play which is fun and gets me more worked up. She does some OWO and then asks if I like my ass licked. I do and after a wipe she goes to town down there and it's great, her little tongue really working away and I'm forgetting the previous issues and thinking this is going to be a decent punt. I want to return the favour and so turn her around so her ass and pussy is in my face and lick away. I check if she allows a finger in her ass, she does and so I finger-fuck her hole while eating her pussy as she continues to suck my cock, awesome.
Ready to fuck now I ask her to put a condom on and she climbs on top for CG and fucking hell she is tight, probably the tightest pussy I've had since Isabel4YOU. So with the combination of that and the build-up and her speeding up as she tells me she's going to cum I don't last much longer than a few minutes of that before shooting into the bag.
We clean up and I'm already thinking round two is going to be a lot of fun and this is where shit goes south...
She receives a text from Marta saying that the concierge/security has come to the flat and is in the living room and wants to talk to them both. They've obviously cottoned on to what is happening and accusing the girls of being what they are. Jennifer tells me to wait in the room while she throws on a dressing gown and goes downstairs. I'm worried but not panicking and just waiting to see what happens so I stay put. She's gone for about 15mins and so I'm getting a bit annoyed, feeling trapped that I can't go anywhere without obviously giving the game away and exposing myself too. I can still hear the guy downstairs arguing with the girls and so I decide to start making my escape plan and begin to dress. I see the money is still on the side and this is probably a dick move but I think if I have to make a sharp exit I'm not going to be completely £150 down and re-pocket £70 as I've only really had half my time and who knows if World War 3 will happen if I ask for a refund.
Jennifer then returns, tells me the guy is still downstairs and that he wanted to come up to the room but she won't let him but if he does I'm to say I'm her boyfriend! She then has to call someone at another agency to talk to them about the situation so they can talk to this guy and get him to go. By the sound of things the fucker is looking for a bribe to keep quiet. She disappears again with the phone and so I wait another 5-10 mins before she come back telling me the guy has now gone. Jennifer wants me to stay and I consider it for a second but she then gets onto Olina to cancel the rest of her appointments and tell them that I'm still there. She passes the phone to me so I can explain to the operator at Olina what's occurring. To be fair the guy at Olina apologises and says that I should leave for my own safety and that he'll sort me out the next time for the hassle. I ask about a refund and he says to give Jennifer £100 and get out of there. I hand another £20 to her and get dressed while she continues to talk on the phone.
Once I've got my shit together I am out of there without a look back, into the lift and out through the lobby, pretending to talk on my phone again and off down the street sharpish.
Fuck's sake! First time I've had anything like that occurred and the prospect of that has been why I've always preferred to visit girls working alone. I've certainly been put off using agencies again for a long time...
I can't really blame Jennifer, and she was turning into a decent punt and credit to the operator at Olina for advising me to go and agreeing to the refund . But a bloody nightmare and I've hopefully come out of it unscathed and not completely out of pocket.
So I would warn everyone to avoid both Jennifer and Marta while they are at this location, it's obviously compromised and you could find yourself in an even worse situation than I did if this prick of a concierge decides to call the police. What a cunt...
