Realised I'd not done this review. It was a few weeks back.
Recent advert.
External Link/Members Only£40 per hour plus negotiated extras (£50 B2B & HE)
Other ads exist for different ladies at the same venue with different numbers.
Location.
Upstairs room in a non-residential building on side street off Wolstanton High Street. Enough on-street parking nearby. It's a big room with 2 massage tables and various 'pampering paraphernalia'. There's a side room with toilet and sink and her kettle etc. No shower.
Comms.
Rang an hour or so before and arranged a time. It seems she 'comes to the venue' as required and I sat in my car and watched as she arrived 10 mins before time. I reckon other ladies use the room as available in the same way.
Taken up to the room, she bolted the door behind us. I undressed and asked if pants off or on and she says 'off please. I've seen it all before'
The lady. Rose. Not tall. Pretty enough, early to mid 30s. Nice arse in leggings and later without. somewhat wrinkly belly from childbirth, but not fat. Spoke good English. I gathered she does it because it fits her childcare arrangements and 'pays the bills'. A few things she said made me feel she disapproved of dirty old pervs like me. Oh hum.
The massage. No cover towel. Hmmmm. lipservice paid to foot and leg massage and back, with regular baby oil. Not exactly a sports massage. On turnover, straight forward offer of HE for 20. I fancied seeing more of her body and top off was offered for another 30 or 50 for naked, ON TOP OF 20 for HE. Uncomfortable bartering got us to 50 for naked HE ( I'd already paid 40 for the 60m massage). BJ was offered but declined.
Technique was rather mechanical and mini me lost interest a bit as her arm started to go dead. However, it was eventually a bit B2B with her pussy on my thigh and my hands everywhere as she jerked me off over her nice titties. She did offer BJ, but it wasn't on my wish-list at that time. I would have loved to have seen more of her chuff, up close.
Afterwards, Wipe up with a rather stale warmed wet flannel.... hmmph. as she also wiped herself down.
I dressed and as I left, I handed her the extra 'tip' as she messed about on one of her many phones.
I'd had my full hour, but somehow her heart wasn't in it.
One thing I didn't feel comfortable with... Lights were kept bright and I felt there might be a covert camera. Couldn't see one but couldn't get the idea out of my head, so much clutter. The damp warm towels came from a microwave, I think, and I felt they weren't freshly laundered.
Rating a solid 7/10 but I think I'd like to try the other ladies. FS not on my requirements, but hopefully better technique and attitude.
Would love to read input from others about this place. Other ladies and their prices?
Did I mention, she had a cracking arse
