After reading a
stonking TOFTT in Stokey by sparkus, I was compelled to note …
Many thanks for the TOFTT and sharing a great find, sparkus 
... I'm now well-up for some ebony pokey in Stokey! 
… and I quickly followed suit in last month …
Links:These former links seem defunct …
External Link/Members OnlyHidden Image/Members OnlyExternal Link/Members OnlyHidden Image/Members Only… but this appears to be the latest advert …
External Link/Members OnlyHidden Image/Members Only… but I’m not sure if Clair is now going by Soraya, Zara or Elle.
Logistics:Back in December, Clair’s replies to missed calls or texts were laggy, as she did her own comms and rightly didn’t respond when in oily action. First contact eventually yielded the following text …
Hi darling thanks for your message ...and sorry for the late reply (you won't catch me in the mornings as I work from 1pm-1am) This is a deep tissue with b2b massage with essential oils and happy ending. Prices are £60 for half an hour, £70 for 45 mins and £80 for an hour. Outcall is £10 more... N16 ??? thanksThe TOFTT by sparkus certainly put her on the map, and it took several tries before we managed to secure a mutual slot, fortunately when Clair was still charging £80/hr.
Location:This is moot, as Clair has moved on … but for what it's worth, this original pad was a studio room in massive terraced property on quiet residential road, a 10min stroll south of Stamford Hill station. The location is not at all discreet, unless you're a Haredi Jew … and indeed one is variously stared by neighbours and passers-by, whilst waiting on the exposed porch to be let in.
The cramped studio room is stuffed with a massage table and double bed … and the ambience set with dim-lit disco lights and chill-out tunes. This is an unfeasibly tight toilet/shower that has been bolted-in, almost as an afterthought.
Looks:Clair is the SP in this photo in the former
ilovemassageuk site, and I luckily managed to poach the one pic before the site changed …
Hidden Image/Members OnlyClair stands 5’6” and Size 12 with wonderful curves busting out in all the right places and angles … soft and hefty hooters … a stupendous ass … and thunder thighs … facially GND, but well made-up and framed with long braided extensions.
Probably mid-20s, Clair is originally Caribbean, but a London gal through and through, Being uni-educated with some background in music, Clair is a cool chick, and makes for cool chit-chat.
Services:After calling on arrival to the postcode, Clair relayed her exact address and asked me to text when at her porch … I did so, and felt stares burn into the back of my neck, as I shuffled about for a seeming age on that exposed porch. Clair opened the door, wearing civvies, and led me straight into her studio on the ground floor.
In the room, Clair was instantly all smiles and chatty … relaying a wonderfully chilled vibe straight off the bat. We confirmed an hour’s session … and both started stripping, still in mid-chat … I soon stood nude, and Clair remained in her G-string … and I very much liked what I ogled!
On to the table, prone and face in the hole, I relaxed as warmed oil spilled over my back, butt and legs. Clair kicked off with a worthy hand massage … neck, shoulders, back, ass and hams … using her hands, forearms and elbows … interspersed with a dollop of her hooters and a swish of her braids over my skin from time to time … plus lots of ongoing chat (she is indeed an interesting girl).
Around 20mins in, the chat winds down … and was replaced by Clair’s breathy moans, signalling the onset of feathery CC-swipes and reach-unders. I too shut up and signalled back my appreciation with my own moans and squirms. Clair then mounted the table to kneel between my spread-eagled legs, and delivered heel to ass massage with lots of tender CC-swipes and reach-unders … soon dropping down to gentle B2B. The latter was limited by how much Clair could safely manoeuvre her buxom body over me on that small table. Eventually, Clair simply settled back on her knees and between my legs … squirted more oil down my crack … and cracked on with proper handling of my shaft, balls and gooch … heavenly!
By now probably 40mins done, Clair whispered for me to turn over. She stood to my right flank … and bent down to lick and kiss right nipple, as she gently handled my throbbing erection. My right hand lolled up her thick thigh and over her ass and under her G-string … Clair responded immediately by pulling down her G-string, and allowing my right hand to stroke down her crack and finger her back-pussy. As I did this, Clair was already licking and kissing her way down my chest and stomach … to my right thigh. And before I knew it, her head then ducked down between my thighs … and I felt her sucking up my balls and lick down my gooch, all the while still gently wanking my oily cock … woohoo! This would’ve been such a shock, if sparkus hadn't already prepared me for the possibility.
I had to stop Clair’s oral action on me, as she had me near enough cumming too soon. Her head rose up from between my thighs, knowingly smiling … and she then climbed back on the table to lie over me, face to face and in tender B2B … but again sadly limited by how much she could slip-slide with little purchase for her on the edges of that small table (I wondered why we hadn’t adjourned to the bed). Nonetheless, I very much enjoyed how close her face was … how she nibbled my earlobes … and how I managed to steal a few lip kisses. I also enjoyed the feel of her soft boobs pressed against my chest, plus the rub of her pussy stubble against thighs and around my groin (although at times this did feel to close for comfort).
Finally, Clair swivelled over me, such that we were in 69 position. As I held her ass above my face, staring up at her oiled pussy, I squirmed as I felt my cock and balls be variously wanked, licked and sucked. As I contemplated reciprocating with the sight above, I felt my sap rising too fast … and goddammit couldn't stop myself! I warned Clair of my ejaculation, hoping she might let my CIM … but I felt her jerk me out and felt hot spurts land on my left thigh. Bloody hell!
All spent, Clair slipped off me and the table, and wet-wiped my mess and her hands. She noted the time, and offered a head massage during the remaining minutes. Although she’d only wet-wiped her oily and cum-ridden hands, I couldn't deny myself a head massage to wind down … and so I closed my eyes and chilled as Clair stood above the head of the table, and used a scented cold cream over my pate, spam and face, extending down to my chest and arms. Sadly, all too soon, Clair whispered down that she’d get the shower ready for me.
Washed and dried, I was surprised to step out of the shower cubicle to find Clair dressed in back her civvies … perhaps she’d have a proper wash after I'd left. A bit more interesting chat, and the Clair let me out with an air kiss … I was back on the street after 64mins inside, being variously stared at as I skipped back to my car.
Conclusion:Hats off to sparkus for discovering such a West Indian gem, and immediately reporting to UKP masses …
@sparkus - you, sir, know all about caring is sharing!It’s a mighty shame that Covid-19 has cocked up my return visits, as I no doubt would’ve tried to see Clair again already, especially knowing that she’s moved to a better locale. It appears that she’s now working with and/or training other Caribbean SPs … and must be going by either Soraya, Zara or Elle. It might be that the other SPs are as Positive as Clair, but I need my fill of her before I move on to her mates!
