Sakura - Tantricpleasure at Holborn

[Rosemounted]

An hour with Sakura, some pics of whom can be seen here:

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Phoned at 10 for an appointment at midday, was told there were three girls on offer, don't remember the other two 'cos I was fine with Sakura. Directions and entry instructions were good, down an alley by a pub - it would be fairly exposed in the early evening, but fine during the day.

Sakura greeted me, found out it was my first time there, and promised to treat me well. Going by other reviews, I think I got the standard service, but if you know what you're there for, it's pretty decent.

She's super-fuckin'-hot, mind you. Decent English, an amazing silky body and a lovely pair of natural tits.

Shower first - bit dingy but not actually grotty. Was handed a damp towel, but think it was just not dry from cleaning yet, rather than wet from another punter.

First bit was on the bed, with talc, and various rubs and cock-caresses. Then onto the table for B2B, where she really goes for it with the tits and the pussy. Finally on with a glove for deep prostate massage and shot my load into the air, helped by the dirty talking. Then another shower (the oil's quite hard to get off).

Yes, it's pricey for what's essentially just a hand-job, but I'd rather know what I was getting than the gamble in yer usual China Health etc. And Sakura's really enthusiastic and hot - god knows who actually gets to fuck her, but he's one lucky sod. (The glimpse of pussy and ass you get in your face during is delicious)

Only con was she think's she's allergic to her new talc, which gave her a slight coughing fit when she had her finger up my arse, which was, shall we say, a surprise. You might like it, you never know.

[Rosemounted]

Oh, slight caveat, and one which'll not last as this post ages - there's building work going on outside right now, and the building isn't that solid, soundproof-wise, so while a Chinese angel is massaging your bell-end as you lie face-down on the table and you're trying not to spurt, Barry's off down Pret in a bit and wants to know if Darren's after a fackin' Red Bull like fackin' usual. They don't sell Red Bull in Pret, you fackin' slaaaag!

Etc. YMMV.

[LLPunting]

Thanks for the caution 

What're the chances of,

"Oiy, Dimitri you won't believe what this gal's doing to this geezer's bumhole!"

"Wahey! Go on son, give her more welly!"

"Faack! Barry! This guy just nutted on this tart's tits!"

[rockinghut]

Thanks for the caution 

What're the chances of,

"Oiy, Dimitri you won't believe what this gal's doing to this geezer's bumhole!"

"Wahey! Go on son, give her more welly!"

"Faack! Barry! This guy just nutted on this tart's tits!"

I've been to this location a number of times. The curtains are always drawn so there is no chance of anyone seeing anything, but the windows are usually open (since its a bit of an oven inside) so you get the pleasure of the builders banter as you get your nob polished. In the early evening you instead get a background din from the pub, which is alright, but actually entering and leaving the place is a bit more intimidating since you have to pass the crowds of drinkers outside (although no one ever really bats an eye lid).