External Link/Members OnlyI finally got round to trying Diva today and the service was as good as everyone says: efficient phone call, text confirming arrangements 5 mins later. £250 plus £50 CIM (though Diva forgot to tell her about that, the only mild mark against them).
Roxanne is an all-natural 23 year old cute economics student from St Petersburg. She looks just like her pics. I preferred her smiling, relaxed pics in a white top; she doesn’t like those and prefers the more austere yellow ones.
Her 2nd floor, good-quality studio apartment is 3 mins walk from Earls Court station, just round the corner from the Premier Inn. As I approached another bloke, much younger than me, sigh
, was on the doorstep (visiting another girl?), so I walked past and returned 2 mins later.
She was wearing killer heels, a lace red bra/pants set and a sheer white Victoria’s Secret Robe. At first she was quite reserved, perching on the bed while asking me to sit on a sofa while we made small talk and discussed what I was hoping for. After a quick shower, it was down to business: her clothing and my towel soon came off and soon she was on her knees with my cock in her mouth. I soon had to stop her, and took the opportunity to return the favour (she was shaved and sweet tasting). Moving fully on to the bed she resumed her excellent oral until I CIM
.
She went to the bathroom to spit and clean up, then we cuddled on the bed for 20 minutes discussing St P, her envy of Brits (language, culture) and the various countries and cities we had both visited. She claimed (joked?) that she is writing a book about her work to be published only when she is old “and all my clients have died”.
Gradually we began touching, kissing and caressing again. She put a condom on and rode me cowgirl for a good 10-15 mins and while she was vocal and wet, I couldn’t finish (never tried any other positions). Eventually I did so by (her) hand
, while I had one finger in her tight pussy
. Then a shower, during which I heard her 1hr alarm go. Perfect timing.
A couple of times when I complimented her she became rather business like and shrugged and said “It’s my work”, which slightly killed the atmosphere. But otherwise she was a true delight. As I came out of the building a bloke was immediately sat in his car, door open, careful not to look up at me; was it Sergei waiting for his cut, or to whisk her away… or nothing to do with her? Those niggles aside: not cheap, but full marks for getting me off twice in an hour - and a lovely girl, to speak with, to look at and to hold. I’d gladly return, but now I want to try more of Diva’s divas.
