External Link/Members OnlyCommunications were flawless, and the meet was in a modern flat, one of those across the river from the King Power. The room was clean, fresh, nicely lit and furnished for purpose, with a good sized bed and mirrored wall.
Veronica greeted me with a nice smile and a little peck on the cheek. She was bright, friendly, and had taken the trouble to look her best. It was only 11 am, but she was fully made-up, and wearing hold up stockings and some classy looking lingerie, as promised in her profile.
The trouble is, I just didn't fancy her. She was too big for my taste. She's a beefy, well built lass. Tall - about 5'9 with her shoes off - with strong, sturdy legs, a big, meaty arse and smallish, soft tits, which weren't really my cup of tea. I prefer them bigger, and firmer, and a good boob job would work wonders, in my view. She wore some underwear which kept her covered between tits and hips, which I was pleased about, because it looked a bit flabby under there. If she has any tattoos, they were kept under wraps, because there were none on show. She's getting a teeny bit fat in the face, too, although she's not unattractive, by any means.
She was offering half an hours full GFE at £80, or the 'vanilla' option at £60. I stuck with the basics. She wanted an extra £10 to have her arse spanked, which was fair enough, but then added "but only if it's not too hard". Well, it's no good spanking a bloody great arse like that without putting everything into it, so I gave it a miss.
We didn't muck about. A good, old fashioned grapple to get things going, followed by a nice, attentive blowjob, with plenty of eye contact thrown in, rounded off with a good, full throttle session of 'heels-to-heaven missionary. She's surprisingly supple for a big girl and had no trouble keeping her legs back. We were facing the mirror, too, which is always nice.
She was meticulous in getting me cleaned up afterwards, which I always like. It always seems a bit churlish when a girl just tosses over a box of wet-wipes and then gets up and starts pottering about.
I can't blame her by saying I was misled by her profile. She's beefier than her photos suggest, but they're there to sell, and obviously always portray a girl in the most flattering way, and are likely to be a few years old, too. Even so, there's one of her gallery pics which clearly hints at a bit of flab beneath her underwear. The clues were there, but I chose to ignore them, and hope for the best. "A little bit curvy....dress size 12-14." Well, if that didn't spell it out, I don't know what could. For a girl to even hint at being a size 14 means she's given up trying to claim she's a 12, and in all probability is more of a size 16/18. I'm no expert on dress sizes by any means, but that's probably more realistic.
Looking back, I wonder if I wasn't a bit seduced by her stage name, too. If a girl calls herself 'Melanie Bigtits' or something, I tend to assume she must be a bit rough. But 'Veronica Diamond'...well, this is a sultry, sophisticated vamp of a girl. She could be a Bond girl, with a name like that. There's no fool like an old fool, and I can't help thinking it may have helped me close my ears to the alarm bells ringing from her profile.
So it was a disappointing punt, but that was my fault more than hers. In terms of communication, premises, attitude and effort, I couldn't fault her. She just wasn't my type, that's all, but if you like a big girl, then she has a lot to recommend her.
