External Link/Members OnlyThis booking took place before Natasha created her new profile, late last year (better late than never for the review eh!)
Booking: Fairly easy, I found myself in the situation of being let down by a non-responsive first choice and having to find a plan B rather hastily. Booking was made via text message, immediate response and booked for half an hour in-call. £60.
Location: Near Fred West’s old house. Postcode and road name given, then the number upon arrival. Ended up walking up the length of the street only to have to come back down again. Very run down, awkward moment as there was another bloke at the door. Natasha opened the door in a dressing gown, said something in Polish to the guy at the door and let me in.
The Girl: Natasha had a pretty face, but had seen better days. The dressing gown was quickly dispensed with to reveal a very acceptable body, nicely pert and trimmed. Her English was ok, although I got the feeling she wouldn’t be up for any deep conversation. Photos accurate, her old profile had more. Age about right I would say, facially this is obvious but her body has aged well. One thing that I hadn’t accounted for was the very strong perfume she was wearing.
Services: Upon arrival I was told I could wash my dick in the bathroom, to which I obliged (as always). It was obvious that Natasha had been partying pretty hard the night before, wasn’t quite all there. No oral offered, I didn’t really go in for a kiss because of how she was acting, and none was offered. She was happy for me to play with her pussy, which was nicely trimmed, finger only as I didn’t want to risk any nasty niffs turning the punt sour. She responded to this and was now a bit more enthusiastic with how the proceedings were going. Getting hard took a while with these headwinds, but eventually I was ready to go in. Meanwhile Natasha seemed to be enjoying the digital action so much that I had to put the condom on myself. Sex was relatively short lived, doggy then mish, due largely to the rather suspect and exaggerated behaviour of Natasha. Usual disappearing act and clean up, then pretty obvious she wanted me to leave. I guess perhaps 15 minutes may have passed. What was later to become a problem was the perfume. I showered and got changed when I got home, spent ages trying to get rid of the perfume. Ended up having to drown it out with my usual aftershave, but less than ideal and did not go unnoticed.
Verdict: Got to be a neutral. Would I go back – no the perfume is an unforgivable blunder in this line of work and no self-respecting professional should make that mistake. If I had to call into the fish market on the way home, then maybe.