Author Topic: Bev CBD - North Bristol  (Read 1448 times)

Offline The Chirpy Irish


This visit happened  several weeks back now, so apologies for the late review but I’d noticed the advert on gumtree a few times and after freeing up a Friday morning decided to give her a try.

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I contacted Bev and she came straight back to me, so quick reply and very pleasant, gave me all the details I need and we arranged an hours appointment for £80 including a HE.

Her place is on a relatively new (ish) housing estate on outskirts of Bristol and as previously mentioned a bit of a maze so some form of satnav needed. Safe on road parking all around so no issues there and walked 2 mins to get apartment block.

Bev is around early/mid 50’s I think, mixed race with a slim to medium body, with long plaited hair, quite attractive for an older lady. She is sharing/looking after/temporarily staying here so she said her availability can be a bit on and off as London is her home.

Massage table was set up in the middle of a large open plan living area and thing that struck me straight away was how bright it was, (it was a sunny morning) so if you prefer a more darker dimly lit environment you might want to think again. It did put me off a little to be honest as felt a bit on show !

Up onto the table and massage began. Now for my second small gripe., she had classic FM on for the ‘mood music’ which was ok until you hear a certain A Armstrongs voice  between every track, I’m not a fan so bit of a mood killer !

Massage was good though and Bev tells you all about the CBD oils she uses and associated benefits, quite chatty at the start but then left to relax. Massage is pretty much massage at that stage with very limited cc’s and no reach unders.

Upon turning over though the tempo picks up and she gets to work on your cock and balls while talking dirty and telling you what she’d love to do to your cock. Topless wasn’t on offer this time but could be ‘once she got to know you better’ but she was fine with touching over her thin t shirt.

It was certainly a game of two halves and the chat got dirtier as the tempo increased and inevitably led to me finishing up over her hands and my stomach. She quickly cleaned me up and offered me a drink of water while I dressed having declined the offer of a shower. We settled up the £80 fee and I left.

Would I return, possibly, I’m not sure, but if I did I’d try for topless if I did as looks to have nice big tits, it was a good massage and enjoyable hour but did ponder a neutral as very bright room, felt like an operating theatre, and not forgetting bloody Alexander Armstrong ! That said she knows what she is doing and the dirty talk was an unexpected plus.


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Mood music?

My strangest was Thaibam (Torquay):-

"The music was "different". The session started with "The hills are alive to the sound of music", progressed to "Somewhere over the rainbow" with a bit of "Raindrops keep falling on my head" to follow ..... plus many more .... in fact I spent more time playing "Name that tune" than focusing on the massage. I guess that demonstrates that the massage, although competent, was not very exciting until the last few minutes."
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Offline Sibiu

" ‘mood music’ which was ok until you hear a certain A Armstrongs voice"

Reminds me of having a massage (non-sexual sadly) in Romania. There was background music on. Suddenly the tune changed to the Cornish Floral Dance. I couldn't get Terry Wogan out of my head after that.

Offline Gustav Klimt

My strangest 'mood music' in a session was with a Hungarian milf.
The radio was tuned to Radio 4, so I was able to listen to an interesting documentary on the problems with locusts in East Africa while being sucked off.

Offline allross

It appears that Bev has returned to London for good sadly.