This young lady has been doing the rounds for about three years now, mostly west of the Bann but she had a brief sojourn off Tate's Avenue in Belfast which is where I had the displeasure of her company. After some lengthy ping-pong texting she met me on Ebor Parade - she was waiting at the gate after finally giving me the address; I surmised that she'd been dropped off by her "agent" and this belief was reinforced by a slow moving vehicle which seemed to give me the once over as I exchanged pleasantries - it looked like a wee Ulsterman driving. The house wasn't the best but she reeled off her rates and I went for an hour at £100. At that time her profile indicated that she was, more or less, up for anything which is why I'd strayed so far from my home turf; the fact that she looks like a young Pat Coombs only served to convince me that she was indeed a sex-starved nympho with no boundaries. Needless to say, the reality was very different: I can accept escorts not wanting to kiss, even though they say they will, and after she averted her mouth for the third time, grinning like an idiot all the while, I decided not to press the issue. She quite likes the oral and it was, at her insistence, covered despite her advertising OWO. About five minutes later I suggested doggy, she presented her arse at the edge of the bed and I was in like Flynn - I have to say, things started off OK; after about twenty thrusts I'm thinking "Challenger go at throttle up" and was about to go up a gear when the bitch literally clambered up the bed pulling herself off my cock. This was accompanied with profuse apologies but she did the same thing every time we started where we'd left off - I think I called it a day after the third attempt, getting up from the bed and dressing in stunned silence. The daft cow then stood in front of me and asked "Is it something I've done?" I replied "no" but that was just to cut short any interaction and get out of there.
