Nowadays, when I’m hankering for a wankering (usually when the OH is out on a girls’ night), I find myself searching through UKP for a local WG. Not after anything steep and special, but rathermore cheap and cheerful … enter AMIRASANDY …
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External Link/Members OnlyLogistics:Amirasandy answered her own phone. Luckily, it turned out she was available for the next hour. I recognized that she was only a 10min drive away, and as I just wanted a 30min ‘quickie’ for £60, we agreed to meet … she texted postcode … I zipped across … time from call to meet = 15mins!
Location:Amirasandy works out of a ground floor bedsit in a terraced house on a quiet residential road. Parking is only controlled on match days, but I guess this is defunct with the death of White Hart Lane for now. There isn't anywhere to discreetly hang around without looking shifty to residents, but fortunately Amirasandy was already waiting for me, so I just parked and entered her house.
Amirasandy lets you in to a communal hallway, and you then sidestep through the first door on the left into her bedsit. The room is dim and a mite manky, and largely filled by a king size bed up against a mirrored wardrobe … a bed, a mirror, job done!
Looks:Amirasandy is the girl in the photos below. You can see that she likes to wear wigs and change hair colour … she had streaks of pink hair when I visited. After greeting me in the hallway in a plain cream gown, she disrobed in the room to stand in pastel blue lingerie, black stockings and red heels … colour coordination is not her concern.
I liked Amirasandy’s body … a short 5’3”, but in proportion … natural C cups with perky nipples, pert bottom, firm thighs. She does have some unfortunate scarring across her breastplate, which I understand might be sun damage.
I liked Amirasandy’s face … aside from the BJ lips, she has exotic features due to her Syrian father and Moldovan mother. She enjoyed my interest in her Syrian heritage, and thereafter asked me to call her Samira.
Samira’s profile states she is 28, and I'd agree she’s no more than early 30s. She speaks good conversational English … but probably speaks too much!
Services:As soon as we had entered her bedsit, Samira started babbling about her noisy neighbours and particular security issues, whilst slipping out of her gown. In amongst other random chat, she managed to ask for my cash, which she left on the dressing table. By now, I think we were a few minutes in … I don't think her chat is a time-wasting tactic, but I think she’s just needlessly chatty! In order to shut her up, I grabbed her up to me and stuck my tongue down her throat!
Whilst standing embraced in DFK, Samira skilfully somehow undressed me fully, but I only managed to clumsily grope at her clips and latches. Still half-dressed, Samira slipped out of my mouth, and kissed her way down my chest. She sat back on the bed, and pulled me closer, her mouth now level to my cock. In it went … a slow and sensual OWO with unblinking eye contact and soft moans. I was facing the mirrored wardrobe, and loved the out-of-body porno experience of watching her pink hair swish around my groin, her hands clasping my glutes.
Samira kissed her way back up to my mouth, undressing herself on the journey. She started babbling, but I again stopped it with DFK … and carried her on to the bed. I lay back, and she lay on top of me … more DFK, ear-nibbling, caresses and cuddles … I let her talk, ignoring her words, as I sucked and nibbled her soft tits. Samira then returned the favour, biting at my nipples … kissing her way down to further OWO … this time, more sloppy and spirited, licking up-and-down my shaft, rolling over my balls, slipping her tongue along my groin creases, swinging side-to-side across my gooch. Glorious!
I was getting close to climax, and knew I only had one pop in me, so I pulled Samira back up my body … again into DFK. She sucked my earlobes and kissed her way down my left arm, and started sucking my fingers and thumb, as if they were a handful of cocks! Weirdly, I felt my actual cock throb and tingle as she sucked my thumb. My spare right hand slapped and squeezed her ass, which she then rotated over my face. I suddenly found myself in a 69 position, and Samira was back into vigorous OWO … I think she may have expected some RO, as her shaven haven descended nearer my face … but this ain’t my bag, so I pushed her ass down over my torso until it was level with my cock.
I knew I didn't have much time left, and moreover knew I was gonna explode anytime soon. I let Samira know it was time to fuck. Without moving off me, she magicked a condom from God knows where, slipped it on me … and then slipped herself on me, no need for lube, straight into reverse CG. I revelled in slapping and squeezing her cheeks, as her ass varied between riding, grinding and gyrating on me. Then, Samira did a unique trick … she leaned forward and started massaging my feet and sucking my toes, whilst she gently rolled back and forth, fabulously kegelling around my cock. I wished I could’ve savoured this for longer, but just couldn't keep my cum back. As I let Samira know I was cumming, she toe-sucked and kegelled harder and faster … and that was one fucking ace orgasm!
At that end, I realized I had lazily laid back for that whole shebang … but still felt exhausted! Samira wet-wiped me clean, and then cuddled up by my thighs, intermittently kissing my flaccid shaft, inbetween chat and more chat. I could see from the radio alarm that I was already 5mins overtime, but Samira seemed in no rush to get rid of me. I let her kiss and chat down there for a few minutes more, and then rose up to leave. Samira offered a shower, but I declined, knowing that I opportunity to clean up properly at home with the OH being out for the evening. I dressed, we kissed, I left.
At home, after showering, I went to put my clothes in the laundry basket … and shat myself silly when I spotted long pink hairs sticking to my black trackie bottoms. Paranoid, I hurriedly back-tracked my steps through my house to my car, keenly looking for rogue pink hairs that might give my secret game away! I found two more on my car seat … fuck me, that was close!
Conclusion:Samira is a VFM punt. I had admittedly sought her out as a local pump-and-dump, but she proved to be more than this and I defo
Positive-ly enjoyed my half-hour-plus. But for my married brethren, beware her loose hair!
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