I'm hanging up my boots. Not had a decent punt for ages and no longer willing to spend the hard earned. The rot really started with Barbie my first punt where I wished I'd just had a wank at home and wiped up with £20 notes. This was a while back.
Coms before meet ok, but I suspect I was talking to someone else, asked for a tit wank. Location New build flats off Peffermill road, no light in the hall pitch black, a bit disconcerting. Room smelt of cat shit, towel on the bed and a well fucked mattress, like a sack of springs. Fee £65 for a half hour didn't have change so i gave her £70. Going through the motions BJ, proceeded rapidly to intercourse at which point a monstrous stench arose from her vagina, like pilchards left out in the sun. I'm a gentleman so glad of the sheath I pressed on and came to the sounds of her unconvincing sex noises. After a brief rest I though I'd stir up the stink again, I can normally manage x2 in a half hour, after a minute or 2 of ardent pumping, she told me to hurry up as time was nearly up, dispirited I gave up. Got dressed went for a piss, bathroom floor was soaking slipped, foot skidded across floor into a litter tray full of cat shit, cut my toe. Left, got back to the car, from leaving the car walking 50 yards doing all of the above then walking back to the car 17 minutes had gone by. Time still wasn't up, but I thought it prudent to head home and give the old man a good wash and attend to my wounded toe. Never got the tit wank either.
Positives, I'd kind of always wanted a go on porn star tits, ticked that off now.