If you're visiting a Thai parlour, then you've got a pretty clear idea of what you're looking for, and Marta fits the bill perfectly.
External Link/Members OnlyEarly thirties, perhaps, petite - no more than 4'10" with her shoes off - delightfully pretty, with an impish smile and nice hair. She's had a boob job which has given her body the most perfect proportions; there's not an ounce of fat on her, but she's shapely and womanly. The perfect body, in miniature. Not a single tattoo on her, as far as I can recall.
She was bright, bubbly, eager to please and seemed to take pride in her work, and put on quite a show.
We started with a leisurely kiss and cuddle before she reached into her bag for a vibrator, which thankfully wasn't one of those great big things that must make a chap feel quite inadequate, and started to pleasure herself, with plenty of vocals to accompany the hummimg. A very pleasant spectacle it was, too, but if ever something was crying out for a bit of audience participation this was it, and without waiting to be invited I gave it a good go myself. She may have found my technique a bit rustic, though, and before long she was back at the helm.
Which was all well and good, but the fact is, we were there for my pleasure, not hers, so I soon put it to the side and told her it was time to give her attention to the real thing, at which she cried "Ooh, real thing so much better, much better!" She has a mischievous sense of humour, which I liked. As she reached for a condom she said "Mm, going to need extra large this time, extra large!" at which I barked with laughter, gave her arse a good, hearty smack and told her she shouldn't take the piss. I'm not sure she understood the exact words but she got the gist and just giggled, and said "no, it's true, it's true." I expect she makes the same joke with all her customers - it may well be true, sometimes, but sadly not with me - and it summed up her personality. She was good fun throughout.
A nice, enthusiastic blowjob before she popped herself on board to start the main event cowgirl style, and she bounced about with terrific gusto, occasionally leaning forward so I could play with her tits, which she's very proud of, with good reason.
There was one unusual incident. I was just getting a nice rhythm in my favourite 'heels-to-heaven' missionary position when I noticed a loud, squelching noise. Imagine running through the mud at Glastonbury with your wellies half full of custard and you'll be about right. I thought it must be the plumbing, before I realised it was in perfect harmony with my own efforts, and that the noise was down to us; I remembered that when we changed from cowgirl she'd put an almighty dollop of lube on it, and this was the consequence. I can't say it bothered me much - sex can be a pretty messy business at the best of times - but some guys might find it a bit off-putting. Funnily enough, when we rounded things off doggie-style it made no noise at all.
She got me nicely cleaned up afterwards before nipping out for a shower, and she came back wrapped in a towel and lay next to me on the bed, and we had a nice chat as I recovered. Very good indeed.
It's expensive. I went for the cheapest massage option at £30, plus £80 for FS, and if you want the GFE stuff you'll pay extra. OWO, for example, is another £20. By the time you tot it all up you're paying twice what you'll pay in most provincial knocking shops, but from my very limited experience you'd be unlucky to have a disappointing punt here.
