External Link/Members Only Very prompt response confirming £45 for the hour so I though fuck it and booked in for the next day.
Comms: all done by text and with quick responses. Instructed to drive to the flats and call when I was there. Unfortunately when I got the it kept going to answerphone. I was about to quit but she eventually answered on the 4th attempt. Buzzed me in and directed me to the second floor. She let me into a flat that felt like it was trapped in the past. Lead me through to what I guess was the living room with a large heavy duty massage table. It was all a bit untidy. Cans of pop ornaments empty paint cans and clothes all over the place.
Location: it’s a block of 1950s low rise flats near Monkspath. There’s free off road parking and the area felt safe enough.
The girl: as I expected she was Chinese. Initially I though she was quite old but after I had a better look at her she was probably 30s. First off she’s fat, proper spare tyre belly hanging down. She also short with small tits. She was however very friendly
The action: agreed an hour and as I was handing over the cash she asked if I wanted hand relief or b2b. £20 handed over for the hr as there was no way I wanted to see her naked.
Onto the bed and realised it had next to no padding it was rock hard so much so that I had to ask for a pillow because with my face through the hole all the pressure on my forehead was giving me a headache.
Massage itself was good but not particularly sensual. Onto my back and she worked her way to my cock. HR technique was very average and as I didn’t fancy her and massage had no build up I wasn’t feeling it.
I did have a feel of her arse and slid my hand up her dress. To my surprise I found she was commando underneath rather than the typical Chinese granny pants. However even that wasn’t enough to help me pop and in the end I finished myself.
She cleaned me up and then the rest of the time was a head massage. No shower offered and I left on the hour.
Conclusion: nothing special and certainly wouldn’t go back.
