Punting can be full of surprises. I didn't think much of Nicky's profile, in truth, but she's had good reviews and the prevailing opinion has been that she's more attractive in the flesh and offers a first class service. I'd agree with that, and she's a really nice, likeable girl, too.
External Link/Members OnlyThe lighting in the room was nicely subdued, but I like to double check, so I turned the main light on. She responded with a giggle and cried "no, not romantic, not romantic!" but was all smiles, and made no effort to turn it off. Attractive rather than conventionally pretty, she was wearing a sort of fishnet body stocking which kept practically nothing under wraps; nicely proportioned, slender but shapely, no hint of fat, generous natural looking tits, at least judging by the big, brown aureolae, which I don't remember seeing on any typically Thai boob job. A bit of post maternal wear and tear on her stomach, but nothing off-putting. Well, only a bit. No ink, as far as I can recall. Mid to late thirties perhaps; all in all a nice, desirable Oriental Milf.
As I sat on the bed she promptly responded to my invitation for a big hug, and as I grappled with her arse she leaned forward for a full on, big, hearty snog. She didn't hold anything back, either, so this was a flying start. When we finally came up for air it was time for business; she came back from stashing the £70 and we carried in where we'd left off. I had her naked in no time, and spent a few leisurely minutes suckling on those tits before laying her on the bed for frontal RO. I'd been going along nicely when it dawned on me that the main light was still on, and she appreciated me switching it off. It did give a more romantic ambience with just the table lamps, too.
It was when she turned over for me to get stuck in to RO from the rear, though, that the surprise came. There was a kind of growth, or protrusion, about the size and shape of a small teaspoon head, where there shouldn't be. It might sound strange but I couldn't really tell where it was protruding from. None of her previous reviewers had mentioned it, and I hadn't even noticed it during frontal RO with the main light on, so perhaps it just pops out now and then. I really don't know; I'm very squeamish about matters gynaecological, and ignorance is bliss.
There was no point ignoring it, though, and when I asked her about it she was very relaxed and matter-of-fact in her response. Her English is at a level where you can understand about two-thirds of what she says, but you have to fill in the gaps yourself. The doctors she'd seen in Thailand had told her it was perfectly harmless, and that if it didn't hurt then she was better off living with it than going through surgery, and since it gave her no discomfort, even during sex, she was happy to go along with it. Fair enough.
It was enough to put me off, though, so there was no going any further. We had a nice kind of post-coital chat before I started to get dressed, and she seemed a bit surprised and disappointed when it was clear I was leaving. As I put my shoes on in the little hallway she asked if I wanted any money back, which was nice of her, but I told her to keep it. After all, I'd had a nice little grapple, a couple of full on sessions of DFK , a good suckle of her tits and a spell of RO, and it was my choice to call it a day.
So make of all that what you will, I suppose, and a neutral rating seems about right, in the circumstances. This was at the place in Thurnby Lodge, by the way. It's a council estate, but not the kind where you worry about your car. Not in daylight, anyway. It's quiet and discrete, and you can park anywhere.
