External Link/Members OnlyExternal Link/Members OnlyHaving read loads of reviews I have been wanting to see Ann for many years. Initially she seemed to be somewhat selective over whether she would go topless, then that idiot posted a secret photograph and she stopped. More recent reviews show that topless now seems to be the norm and in one case with a repeat customer oral and RO were agreed upon.
The opportunity arose to get some free time in central Manchester so I made a nextday booking by text. Full address was given with the booking and a confirmation request was received next morning. Ann rents a room on the top floor of one of the Chinatown Thai massage places, she was there waiting for me in reception on time. She was wearing a big smile and a loose-fitting quite drab dress. She was clearly very voluptuous but her lack of height did make her look a little dumpy. She checked my name and I followed her up the many flights of stairs to the top of the building. Her room was quite cramped, very warm, a pair of massage beds pushed together, sink in the corner. I took out my wallet but she stopped me saying
later. I guessed correctly what strategy this would play out to.
Undressed face down, Ann gave a well structured very pleasant massage with warm oil. Lots of time on my bum with the odd drive-by but no overt reach unders and just a few cc swipes. At times she was on the table next to me and I could feel the fabric from her dress drape across me. Time to turn over and whilst Ann was massaging the tops of my thighs I reached under her dress to fondle her lovely bum, slipping my hand inside her thong. When she started oiling my cock I asked if she would remove the dress, she said
Would you like the topless extra? Yes please
Ann slipped off the dress and her bra, stood there in just a thong. If you like a curvy woman she is gorgeous. Lovely shapely bum and a magnificent pair of naturals which still stand firm. A little bit of excess around the tum but nothing unsightly. She started sliding across me giving B2B which allowed me to slide my fingers along her gash. Bit of a tit-wank for a while. As she went to slide off I pulled her up towards my head so I could have a suck on those legendary tits.
The hand job now recommenced. It was slow and teasing with plenty of attention to my balls also. I had one hand caressing her bum, inside her thong, running my fingers. Whilst that was acceptable when I went to insert a finger she tightened her legs sufficiently to indicate no further. My other hand was playing with her tits. There was no hurry-up, Ann gave me maximum enjoyment for my finish.
Once I had shot there was the usual clean-up routine, Ann washed her hands and tits in the sink. I dressed and asked what I owed which is where that strategy I mentioned earlier played out. Ann said £40 for the massage and with feigned bashfulness plus what you think. I asked what was normal and she was reluctant to answer, so I persisted with what people usually pay to which she replied £40. So I handed £80 over happily. I realise I could have got away with less but I considered it a bit of an occasion into central Manchester and was very happy with my time. I was there just over the hour when Ann walked me back down to reception. Strong positive from me.
