External Link/Members OnlyYou may have seen a ruckus on another review of her where, although I stand by my thoughts on her, I agree with those who say I should put up a review.
I don't get time to do reviews all the time and being honest often can't be arsed if all I get in return is a wall of hate on Romanians, even though I've had a good time. Sure there's some bad ones but as I look on the 1st page of reviews here I can see one British girl in Cov who robs your money and another British girl in Rugby who wants to moan on about her ex. If you see a girl and have a good time and she is willing, why the f would you care what nationality she is?
If I did have a shit time or got robbed by someone, I would be on here ranting and raving about them to get revenge. I'm a bitter ol' c ...
Anyway back to the meet ...
Was in Brum for a family thing and staying over at a hotel. I purposely arrive earlier than them so I can have a punt and it's rare I make the hour plus drive to Brum just for a punt nowadays as my time is limited.
My first option is Sandy.hot, who I haven't seen in about 3-4 years, but back in the day was one of my favourite punts ever. Anyway she is fully booked during the time I have available. I look around on AW and am not getting many replies back. One of the girls I selected is Eva and I get a reply.
She is based in some flats about a 5-10 minute walk from where I am so no more hassle with parking.
I get to the flats and have to wait an additional 15 minutes for the meet to begin. A bit boring and with it being a Friday early evening there's a lot of traffic passing by so I feel kind of awkward.
Anyway she finally texts to say she is on the way down to meet me as the flat has a swipe key entry function. This is also kind of awkward and the trip up in the lift is as well. You both looking at each other, with a 'we about to have sex but haven't said much to each other' way. There's a lot to be said for the old 'hiding behind the door' technique that we usually encounter.
Looks wise ... she is exactly like the verification pic in her profile and while the other pics in her gallery are her they are obviously shopped to perfection and not realistic. As mentioned in the other thread she does have a bit of Tulisa about her.
She is dressed in a designer tracksuit and my inital thought is her body can't be that great ... but in the bedroom she unzips the tracky top and she is in a Calvin Klein sporty bra and her tits look amazing as she moves. Although her tits are fake, they are very convincing especially in this top. I doubt i'd go back to see her, due to logistics, but I'd quite like to fuck her in the top and remove it and handle her tits only as I'm about to cum.
Anyway she heads off for a shower and returns. She is very smiley and her bottom half also looks great in matching pants.
I'm laying on the bed waiting for her and she removes the sporty bra, her tits bounce perfectly and she notices my reaction to this and laughs at me in a fun way.
Oral is with and enthusiastic. As I'm handling her tits a lot and from what happened before she realises that I like her tits. She then alternates between sucking and rubbing my cock over her tits. She makes enthusiastic sounds and she talking sexy and then holds her toungue out while doing this. This was a nice touch as I don't normal get that. It's normally just a straight suck which is fair enough.
On to sex with her on top to start with. She is enthusiastic and a mover. Not only do her tits feel nice but so does her arse.
Then asked which position I'd like next. I opt for mish as when punting this is my fav as I enjoy looking down at the girl, the hair, the face, this tits, the pussy with my cock going in and out.
I decide that I want to cum with oral and the tit rubbing as I enjoyed that part the most. This time it's more enthusiastic as she wants me to cum. The talking is dirtier and she knows how to hang out her toungue whilst rubbing me off against her tits and I couldonly resist so much before the inevitable.
I would go and see her again if she was more local to me.
