I never really bothered about oriental prossies despite a punting mate enthusing over them.
I'd had a Japanese women in the Baker Street area some year ago, and for a long time that was my only experience of an oriental. I remember although the experience wasn't really up to much, she was experienced (in her thirties) and got me to cum quicker than I usually do.
Some years later I saw a Chinese girl in my home town - the last punt to date here, and almost certainly the last I will ever have here. She couldn't speak any English and it had evidently been someone else on the phone. There was also a bloke on the premises whose English was also pretty poor.
She was slim, as I thought they all were (more of that below), but facially not up to much. She did kiss, but as she smelled of some food she had recently consumed I didn't reciprocate much. Her pussy and arse actually smelled fresher than her mouth. Again it was a very ordinary experience, not helped by her almost total lack of English. However at the end a weird thing happened which I will always remember. After I had climaxed she clung to me tightly repeating 'thank you' ad infinitum. It took me some minutes to prize myself away from her. It also made me wonder if she was trafficked and was fearful in case she hadn't pleased the client. One of the few bits of information she managed to convey was that she had (unsurprisingly) been in London. As I made my way out the bloke said 'Korean girl here next week.'
More recently whilst in London I had a massive urge to see an oriental and trawled through all the beauties on the oriental agencies. Eventually booked a two girl and was immensely disappointed to see the girls were nothing like their agency photos - no they did not look better. Turns out the agency were using photos of models. The service was as poor as their looks. And one of them was a right fatty, so much for my notion that there aren't any fat Chinese. Furthermore, fatty also couldn't speak English, and her mate's wasn't a good deal better.
As this was relatively recent I have a review on here about this non event.
Maybe I've just been unlucky but my few experiences of orientals haven't been anything special.
For the record I have never seen a black or Indian/Pakistani prossy. Although I have seen a few mixed race ones. Indeed the very first one I ever saw, in a London parlour in 1981, was mixed race.
Her name was Natalie. You always remember your first one!
