Last month, with my usual urge to bust a nut, an AW local search picked out
X BETTY X for a £40 suck-and-fuck …
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External Link/Members OnlyHidden Image/Members OnlyLogistics:A call with a lass with an EE accent and good English resulted in a booking for 15min 'quickie' with half-hour's notice; she answered to being called 'Betty', so I assume the SP handles the calls herself, but of course this could be a maid.
My Google Maps of the texted postcode appeared very familiar ... I was a 20min walk away at that time, and so started making tracks with my loaded balls
Location:This was the same flat, a stone's throw from New Southgate station, in which I'd P&D'd
Lorraine Bella ...
Location:
Lorraine’s flat is right above a restaurant on a main road, If that isn't indiscreet enough, the street-level entrance up to her flat in smack between the glass frontage to restaurants either side … meaning that you are very visible to diners and staff, as you fumble about waiting to be let up!
The flat itself is a neat affair with a large tidy bedroom … double bed … standing mirror … black sofa … dresser with punting gear atop … the first three rows of photos below are taken in the very same bedroom. The bathroom is on the lower landing … but I didn’t use it.
... although I was directed to another bedroom, smaller but similarly set-up.
Looks:Bella is absolutey
not the gorgeous gypsy gal in the AW triplet …
Hidden Image/Members Only Hidden Image/Members Only Hidden Image/Members Only… but she was a 5’6” and curvy Size 12 WG … fulsome in the right places … soft D-cup hangers with long nipples and a soft round ass, interspersed by a flabby midrff that she held in … the issue for me was that her face reminded me of Waynetta Slob! I think this may have thus been the most B&S'd that I've ever been!
Betty is probably in her late 20s or early 30s at most. She is Romanian, speaking good English … but I wasn't here to chat.
Services:On calling on arrival to the postcode, I had to stand like a lemon in front of the opaque glass front door, waiting for Betty to come down and let me in ... all the while avoiding the gaze of diners in the neighbouring eateries! I could see Betty's form in a red minidress through the opaque glass, and felt hopeful ... and that hope was instantly burst as soon as I saw her face on ducking in to the stairwell up to the flat. I questoined, "Betty?", hoping this gorgon was the maid ... but she smiled a horrid smile to acknowledge that she was 'Betty', dammit! I was close to walking, which I'd never done for a £40 B&S, always justifying that such a cheap P&D was still better than a wank at home ... but I was worried that I wouldn't get it up. Anyway, so loaded were my balls, I carried on up the stairs, following this ugly lass.
In the bedroom, I confirmed 15min and Betty took my £40. We both stripped without further chat, and she sat to my supine side, ripping out a rubber. By this point, I typically have a semi, but my limp cock wasn't having any of it, as I couldn't get Waynetta out of my mind. Nonetheless, Betty valiantly handled my soft sausage into some semblance of sturdiness, enough to roll half a condom down and then enough to gobble into her mouth. Credit to her, Betty's OW got me hard, as I closed my eyes and imagined my last SP (
SweetB2B - 'Taisy') doing the same.
Once I was hard and up, Betty asked what position ... I asked for mish, so I could bury my face in her cleavage and so not look at her face. Betty lubed up and slipped me in, and I quickly pumped away in order to not lose my erection whenever I came up for a breather from between her tits. This was getting awkward, position-wise, so I asked to switch to doggy before drooping. Betty graciously switched around, and this was a great move ... her round ass looked lovely and her head was buried down out of sight ... I thus fumbled my semi-erection inside, which quickly solidified as I gathered pelvic pace. I jack-hammered Betty's faceless fundament to an end, thankfully releasing myself of my heavy load.
On withdrawal, Betty rose to hand me wet-wipes to roll off my rubber and clean my gear up. I didn't feel the need for a shower … I thus quickly dressed up, as Betty wiped up and slipped back into her red minidress. She then led me back downstairs … and let me out into the watching world … 14mins done.
Conclusion:I've never given a
Negative for these £40 B&S P&D, as the B&S was always to date to some semblance of the false photos ... and at this price point, what's not to like, I've always thought. But I'm afraid
X BETTY X is this red-rating, 'cos she was so far removed facially from the AW photos ... even if she did in the end satisfy my desperate urge, she is not a WG whom I would choose to be sucked-and-fucked by again.
