Slina. Chinese milf, Moseley Village, Birmingham, B13.
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External Link/Members OnlyHidden Image/Members OnlyHidden Image/Members OnlyHidden Image/Members OnlyHidden Image/Members OnlyHidden Image/Members OnlyPreface: I'm currently exploring the far Eastern contingent of SPs. Just another chapter here, nothing more or less mediocre than most punts but certainly different. Not a 'rally' pic anywhere on her profile.
Communication rating: Good and obviously madame.
Service requested: Oral and sex.
Venue: Residential flat above shops and restaurants on a small precinct in Moseley Village. Parking easy infront of shops. As I walked to the rendezvous there were a few people milling around outside a 'business'. One was a blonde Chinese lady smoking a cigarette in her late 20s with a figure demanding fornication. I was hoping it was her as she had clocked me a mile off and watched me approach. She smiled, she knew and I wanted her to know. But no such luck. She eyed me all the way even as I walked past towards a male gesturing by the flat entrance. I would love to know what she was thinking.
Splayed brown anus: I was met by the eunuch. Taken up a grimy flight of stairs and directed into a room. I thought great, I'm going to go in here and be presented with a selection of ladies to choose from. I turned into the room to find a middle aged Chinese lady wearing a black glittery cocktail dress with nowhere to go. The lady who divorced two decades ago and makes an exceptional effort for a rare night out accompanying a friend to a friends wedding reception. Poor thing looked lonely, tired and cab-fareless.
I found her pretty, at least 40 yo and quite elegant. 25 yo (on profile) my ass, these people are taking it to another level. She was 5' ish tall. With virtually non existent English confirming services she also asked about 'condom'. I'm not certain whether she meant OWO or Romanian 'barra bak'. I told her all condom. I don't know whether she understood anything. I get the feeling they understand more than they let on. There's a reason Chinese food menus have numbers, why this isn't the case with this service industry can only serve to deceive.
She left to stash the fare and upon returning she promptly removed her clothes before I could stop her. Once she had undressed I noticed the lacking golden ratio, her legs were way too short, hips were nice. 'OK, this is different' I thought. She didn't want to cuddle or dance. Purely transactional the theme.
I gestured to the light. I don't like fucking in the dark. The light switch for the room was black with dirt apart from the common area of contact.
While undressing I noticed how dirty the room was. The carpet was magnolia originally. There was crap everywhere, i don't know what it was but just mess on the floor, bits of peanut shell and all sorts. There were peanut and food snack packs left open lying in various places. This place hadn't been hoovered since the war.
No kissing or sensuality. I really can't remember if she sucked me off. She rubbed me until erect and we started with missionary. The pelvic floor was engaged hard. I watched her flexing and gyrating her hips. My penis would hurt afterwards. She was vocal too, not sure if it was genuine but it was convincing. Into doggy I pounded away, at first looking at her splayed brown anus juxtaposition her pale grey tinged skin, moving to her short legs then wondering around the room. There was a liquid based red stain (not wine) on the bed, fuck knows what it could be but having an imagination really didnt help. Maybe lobster claw abuse or something crab related.
I ejaculated somehow, it was laboured and sudden. Subconsciously relieved to be getting the hell out of there maybe.
Summary: I found the lady attractive and she was very clean. I was expecting somebody younger though, a developing picture not dissimilar to the Romanian girls. I would never pay more than £40 for a gamble with foreign girls. Slightly overpriced here if I'm comparing to previous benchmark 30 pounders.The state of the room not only an insult but a realisation that humanity are doomed, how hard can it be?
The far Eastern boat sails to its next port still on its voyage of discovery.
