Thanks to bedhedred’s
”Picture bump”, I was reminded that I really needed to tick
x Sweet CHANTELLE off my HL. So, a special trip south of the River was in order before the last Covid-19 lockdown …
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External Link/Members OnlyLogistics:A slick and friendly text exchange with Chantelle resulted her accommodating a 30min booking with a couple of hour’s notice. Postcode received, and I was on my way. Easy peasy.
Location:Chantelle works from a first floor flat in council estate, which is a 10min stroll east of Bermondsey tube station. It’s a discreet location in daytime, as the main entrance to the block is set out of sight of the main road … but it’s not the sort of area that I’d roam around in at night. One also has to be aware of approaching the correct entrance,
i.e. the one with the keypad to call the flat and then be buzzed up.
The flat itself is a basic affair, but kept neat and tidy and fit for punting purpose. The bedroom has a floor-to-ceiling mirrored wardrobe, and double bed and dresser. The bathroom at other end of the hallway is a tad dank, but serviceable.
Looks:As Shadow314 has stated …
Also many have mentioned the resemblance to Simona Halep +1 from me on that!
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… and they are indeed doppelgängers, although methinks that Chantelle would be the prettier sister. Here are her latest body shots …
Hidden Image/Members Only Hidden Image/Members Only… and here are earlier photos, inc. some of pre-bolt-on days …
Hidden Image/Members Only Hidden Image/Members Only Hidden Image/Members Only Hidden Image/Members OnlyHidden Image/Members Only Hidden Image/Members Only Hidden Image/Members Only Hidden Image/Members OnlyI very much liked Chantelle’s piercing blue eyes and smiley Halep-face, framed by lovely long dyed blonde streaks. She stands 5’4” and Size 8, curvy with subtle tone … now sporting 34DD bolt-ons … a soft rounded ass … and a wonderfully flappy pussy, which could almost applaud itself!
Chantelle must be 30-something. She hails from Poland, and has been here for at least a decade already … and so speaks excellent English, which actually relays her
“sweet, warm, beautiful and friendly” persona, as per her AW spiel.
Services:On texting my arrival, Chantelle was clear in her reply to choose the correct entrance and then correct lift to the first floor on being buzzed through. Through her flat’s front door, I was chuffed to find Chantelle hiding behind in a delectable LBD …lovely!
After an instant smile and hug in the hallway, Chantelle led me to the bedroom. In amongst congenial chat, we confirmed timing and I passed over £70. After declining a shower, I started undressing, as Chantelle popped out to stash the cash. On her return, Chantelle approached my nude body … and we were into a standing cuddle, as initial lip kissing morphed into LFK. She asked if she should keep her LBD on … I said to drop it, which left her standing in black lace lingerie. I ogled Chantelle’s reflection in the mirrored wardrobe by our side … and found it odd that she seemed embarrassed of her fine figure, shyly refusing to look at her image.
Anyhoo, we carried on with tender and long LFK, whilst caressing and cuddling our faces and bodies … proper GFE-style. I unclasped Chantelle’s bra, releasing her enhanced funbags up into my mouth, as she stroked up my cock and balls … and as my fingers slipped into her panties, wound down her crack and probed around her moistening back-pussy. We spent an age like this, until Chantelle offered, “Some oral?” … yes, please!
Dropping to her knees, Chantelle began slow and sensual OWO … tight, wet and warm … bobbing back and forth, plus plentiful side-shaft licks … it felt as good as it looked in from above and in side-reflection. Aside from the lack of balls-sucking, Chantelle’s OWO was so wonderfully lingering and edging, I’m surprised that I lasted it out without my knees buckling.
To pull back from the edge, I dropped to my knees to join Chantelle … more LFK and tit-sucking. I then guided Chantelle to stand before me, my face now level with her crotch. Pulling down her panties, I released her meaty labia … and couldn't help but nibble and lick at them. Kissing my way back up her frontage and into LFK, Chantelle now led me to the bed.
I lay back, and Chantelle dropped back down into her signature slo-mo OWO from between my spread legs … blissful. I then manoeuvred her into 69 above me, and munched at her tasty flaps, sucking them up, and delving deep with my tongue. RO is not usually my thing, but this felt natural, as befits GFE … and so I spent as age with my wet face buried up inside Chantelle.
As time smooched on, I knew I had to get fucking … and asked Chantelle to get on top. Rubber on me, but no lube for her … we kicked off in CG … no surprise that it was slow and sensual … until I myself ramped up the motion, pulling Chantelle down into LFK, muffling her moans, as I pumped up hard and fast inside her. I then sat on the edge of the bed, keeping Chantelle plugged in on my my lap … swapping between sucking her mouth or her tits. Next, I dropped her into mish … her legs on my shoulders … and pounded, her tits rolling as much as her eyes. Trying to push back my climax, I slowed to a halt … and fell on Chantelle into LFK and cuddling. Although she accepted my slow-down, I knew I had to get finished soon … so doggy it was. And Chantelle has great ass shape for this position … and it made great slappity-slap noise to my pump action. I finally pushed Chantelle down into prone bone … grabbing some LFK from her right side … here, I groaned an urgent request for CIM. Chantelle smiled, and asked if I'd like to CIM in front of the mirror … I answered by jumping off her to stand side-on to the mirrored wardrobe … Chantelle quickly was on her knees, and I was back in her marvellous mouth … not for long, as I spurted and spurted into her welcum gob. All done, Chantelle closed her lips over my tip, ensuring no spillage … and finally stood to spit out into wet-wipes. She offered me the same to mop up my saliva-sodden cock, plus a towel for the shower. Phew!
Back in the room after my wash, I found Chantelle in a black silk gown. We chatted, as I dressed … a hug and double-kiss at the door … and I found myself whistling back to Bermondsey tube … game, set, match by 41mins done.
Conclusion:Considering reports of Chantelle working as a WG since 2013, it’s a wonder she hasn’t become jaded or somesuch … she is still maintaining a high level of GFE, so a new punter like me can cum along with that expectation and can leave with that met and more. So, yet another unequivocal Positive, which will keep Chantelle going strong … just as much as regulars will keep her in good business, and I’ll now keep adding to that club.