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External Link/Members OnlyOverall: Two words: buyer's remorse.
Comms: Ehh, I called and managed to get through without much fuss, although it was hard initially to understand her on the phone, there was a kind of static sound before she would speak, and she spoke in a very low voice, almost a whisper. Having reached the address, I was then provided with fairly vague directions to the entrance. Took some initiative on my part to figure out the specifics but I managed it after a few minutes of searching.
Location: Block of flats right next to (and I do mean RIGHT next to) the Ealing Council building. Entrance was a side door just off the main road. The flats don't have an elevator so I had to walk up like four flights of stairs to get to the place. Already off to a bad start, I should've taken this as a sign from the universe. Floors are divided by distinct hallways leading to different apartments. Once I had reached the correct hallway, Deea opened up to greet me. The flat smelt quite badly of weed, which may be off-putting for some.
SP: Cute, petite, raven-haired Romanian girl. She was young, I'd wager mid 20s. Pretty face, tight body and petite enough that you could probably get her in all sorts of positions if she was forthcoming (which she isn't). A cute little arse that you can grab on to and which jiggled slightly in doggy. Shaved pussy which is always a plus.
Booking: So Deea greets me with a smile and a hug before leading me down a narrow hallway with rooms on either side. Takes me by hand to the bedroom and asks how long. I say 30 minutes (£60). She's cordial enough at this point, she asks me my age and where I'm from and we engage in small talk. This ends as soon as I give her the cash and she returns from wherever she's stashed it. She comes back in and I notice she has a serious resting bitch face. We both begin undressing and I already have serious doubts about how this is going to turn out. I joke with her to lighten the mood. She's receptive and happy to talk, and for a second I think maybe this won't be so bad after all. Anyway we're both naked and I take the opportunity to grab a feel of her ass and kiss her nipples to ease her into it. She beckons me over to the bed (actually just a mattress on the floor) and suggests oral. OWO is extra so I just stick to OW. This is delivered unenthusiastically and the technique is shit. Very half-hearted. This goes on for about two minutes before I ask her to stick her arse up and let me hit it in doggy. So she's on her knees, arse pointed at me. I'm quite enjoying the view of her pert little arse, and think to myself that maybe this punt is salvageable. I grab hold of her waist on both sides and start to fuck her in doggy, but it isn't long before she brings her hand down to limit the depth. Apparently I'm too big, yeah right. This goes on for literally about two minutes before she starts badgering me to finish. Total mood killer, but I persevere and ask her to flip over to missionary. She sighs deeply and repositions herself as though it's a huge imposition. I get her in missionary and she starts facing away and muttering something in Romanian whilst using her hands and legs to limit depth yet again. I should add that, upon entering the flat, I noticed the place was EXTREMELY hot. The windows in the room were closed, and after a few minutes of fucking the heat really began to get to me. I stop rather abruptly because I feel a sweat coming on, and ask her to either crack open a window or turn on the fan she has in the corner of the room. Again, she acts like this is a massive fucking imposition, but she does acquiesce. At this point, her dead fish routine and her attitude has seriously put me off and I ask her to wank me to completion. She does so but her technique is so bad that it's actually painful. I get up and use the adjoining bathroom whilst pondering the life decisions that brought me to this road.
Deea leads me to the door, suddenly much perkier than she had been for the past 15 minutes. Oh yeah, I left with about half of my 30 minutes still left to go. Talk about a shitshow. She gives me a peck on the cheek, wishes me goodnight and tells me to call her. Yeah, right.
I understand many will be put off by the fact that she's a barebacker (though this instance was covered, I refrain from ever engaging in BB). For those punters who aren't so faint-hearted as to discount BBers totally, spend your hard-earned elsewhere and be on the lookout for profiles including '♥B♥A♥R♥E♥B♥A♥C♥K♥'. From what I understand, Deea is part of a cabal of Rom BBers, all of whom provide shite service around the Ealing and Hillingdon areas. Steer well clear.