It’s been a while since I did a review time to contribute again..
One where do I start... I think the punting gods wanted to punish me for my months of inactivity.. and I was truly fisted by them on this one...
Ok late night punt comms by email really hit and miss but arranged a time in the end...
Directions were awful.. for an English girl she had no real clue of where she lived.
Ok I arrive and my first impressions are walk but because it was only a blow and go I thought fuck It. She must be good at something as it wasn’t applying make up and getting dressed up. As she looked like a clown with a freaky I will stab you grimace .. she must have atleast one desernable skill.. wishful thinking... she was clean though but kept stopping mid sentence and listening out to her dog which was strange... even though it was in the other room and calling it her baby....
The house resembled frank Gallagher’s from shameless the bedroom had no carpets and had clothes everywhere.but the bed looked clean so handed over paperwork and cracked on.now the blowie was the worst I have ever had she kept trying to deep throat and nearly puking on it there was zero technique and I got her to get her tits out and they are the cheapest Bolton’s I’ve ever had the pleasure to handle just 2 bowling balls with visable scarring to the sides.after 10 minutes of a lackluster bj with her giggling and choking on my sausage. With no rhyme Her phone went and she stopped answered it and told me my time was up...
At this point I was like that was terrible you failed love I’m still sitting here wit full nuts and your £50 richer.... she then said you won’t be coming back again for more.... that’s when I piped up and said more of what...... terrible but you live and learn and even a stale cracker is a worthy meal for a starving man....
So here the stats
Looks 2/10
Location 1/10
Service 2/10
Comunication 2/10
Value for money zero would I return no I’d rather jab my flaccid cock in to a meat grinder...
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