I contacted her through the Vivastreet ad.
External Link/Members OnlyThere is also a Gumtree ad which I assume is her as well.
External Link/Members OnlyTold her I'd like B2B and "Stress Relief" and was quoted £80 for the hour.
Address in Stapleford was provided in the phone call and a couple of hours later I was knocking on her door. She is very petite, attractive and friendly. I was shown upstairs to the room, sorted the paperwork and told to strip off and lay face down on the paper towel thing. She left the room and returned wearing shorts and a skimpy top after I was in position. I was on my front so my view was limited but was happy with what I could see. I said I'd like a proper Thai massage as I thought I'd see what it actually entailed. The first thing she did was dig her thumbs into the soles of my feet. Fucking Hell. I nearly went through the ceiling. She just laughed and told me I was too tense. She did ask if I wanted to wimp out several times (my interpretation of what she actually said) but I told her to carry on. She was good fun as she knelt on my calf muscles, my thighs, my back, and squeezed my upper arms so hard I thought something was going to give. How does someone that small generate so much pain? She told me that this was just a medium massage. If it had been any firmer I might just as well have asked her to smash me around the room with a baseball bat.
This went on for so long that I was beginning to think she had forgotten about the other stuff. Suddenly she switched to gentle caressing of my thighs, arse and balls and at long last my cock showed signs of life. She also stuck her finger up my arse and asked me if I liked it. I told her it wasn't doing much for me and felt odd so she stuck it in further and told me lots of men like it. I'm obviously wired up differently. All I got was the slight sensation of wanting a shit.
Then on went the oil and she started some very pleasant B2B. She was obviously naked although I hadn't noticed at what point she had stripped off. After a while she climbed off, I turned over and the handjob started. This was the only part not up to snuff - just bog standard steady wanking. She needs a lesson or two from the likes of Nat Black or Carmen, both real experts in this department (am I allowed to make comparisons in a review? - apologies if not). I did get the impression that she felt tossing me off was beneath her. I had a good look at her lovely lithe, fit little body. If only she fucked.
Touching her tits and arse was fine but as soon as I put my hand anywhere near her fanny she just moved out of range. Shame. I slipped a finger between her arse cheeks and she pushed back so no issues there. I only went in far enough to rest the tip of my finger against her ring but I reckon she'd have been fine with it in a bit further - just not my thing.
After the inevitable which took a while due to the basic technique she cleaned me up and then sat behind me, one leg each side, and massaged my shoulders and neck. Still very firm but a nice way to finish off. When I got back to the car I reckon we had overrun by at least 10 minutes so not rushing me out was appreciated.
I'm not sure whether I'd visit again. The massage was the real deal but I prefer handjobs with more skill and finesse. I also like to run my fingertips between a woman's legs.
