Roxy. (Romanian I'm sure) big lass, Donner kebab style. B66 Smethwick, Birmingham.
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Preface: The above ads are new. The images on the actual ad i saw were false (and appealing). The images I have inserted below are a TRUE and present likeness.
With no response from a few British girls I ventured into the ghetto for a bargain bucket £20 ejaculation deal. It was late and I was past caring.
If like me you are into bassline you may end up considering this. She's ditched the fake images since my visit.
Communication rating: Good
Service requested: Oral and sex.
Venue: Mid terraced house in Smethwick. Nasty part of town, neighbours definitely know. Parking was busy.
Donner kebab: I knocked the door. Sort of caught a glimpse, saw this wide load through the curtains. 'Hmm, dunno' I thought. Couldn't quite see clearly. She opened the door and I walked in, hoping the ass on the images would somehow be real. Walked into a well lit front room and looked her up and down. 'No fucking way'.
Her ass stuck out enough to rest a pint glass. Her legs were exactly like a donner kebab (lamb) and weren't spinning. A donner doesn't have cellulite either.
I told her that I've changed my mind. She asked "why".
"You are not the lady in the pictures"
"Yes I am" she said.
"No you're not"
"I will give you goot time"
"No, ill leave it"
Her expression changed and she became aggressively animated.
"Do joo vont to fuck picture or real vooman!"
"I want the lady in the picture" I said.
"Do joo vont to fuck picture or vooman?" She repeated. Obviously this wasn't going anywhere good so I sternly expressed "I'm going, you let me out". Intimidating, she had blocked my path.
"Vy joo come here, joo go home and fuck jor vife"
She headed towards the front door and I kept my distance just in case a limb came my way. She is a big girl and angry, a hook would do damage.
The door open, I waited for her to step aside. I made my exit to safety just in time to make eye contact with the next punter. He looked weedy and not as fussy as me, I hope he had a good time. Anybody on here I wonder?
I chuckled all the way back to the car. The shit we get up to in this game.
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