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External Link/Members OnlyI had just left home at 7pm last weekend, aiming to take a train into central London for a pre-arranged punt. But then the SP messaged to cancel due to babysitter problems. I had previously fired off texts and WhatsApp message to four or five SPs without saving the numbers, so when one of them came back and said yes with her full address in Mitcham I wasn’t sure which one of two in the same area it was.
Rather than spend any time researching the number I decided to see when I got there and took a 10-minute Uber ride. It turned out to be Jessica Thai, who has three other positives and one negative on here.
She’s working from a semi in a long, quiet road. The big living-dining room is divided by a curtain with a big massage table at the back end. The room was in semi-darkness and every time I spoke Jessica was telling me “Shh!” I heard no evidence that anyone else was in the house and I think she’s just scared of the neighbours overhearing something.
She was wearing a dress that was more like a tent and I could she through the gloom that she was short but built like a tank. Physically she reminded me of Roseanne Barr in her heyday and because her hair is back to black she looks less cute than in her blonde profile photo. As a previous reviewer had noted, she understands most of what you say but her accent is so strong I had to ask her to repeat everything three times and often gave up after that.
I said I wanted half an hour with sex but she kept pushing me to book an hour. I caved in, more because of the language difficulty than any desperate desire to spend more time with her. I asked her to confirm the price but she needed to know which site I had seen the number on (Adultwork), then went online to look up the price. An hour with sex was £100 (half an hour would have been £70).
As I got face down on the table she took off the tent and stripped to her panties. Her tits are impressive, though I didn’t see much of them at first. Her massage began gently, with gallons of oil everywhere, then got much harder with harsh forearm strokes across the back and shoulder blades. This was quite painful on one side but I didn’t have any pain afterwards.
I was able to fondle her bum and tits at various points and eventually she started reaching under to stroke the old man. She got him up and running very quickly and soon I was rock hard. Time to turn over and all the attention switched to my cock and balls. Oral was not on the cards but she’s good at stroking and wanking. I could manage a bit more tit-groping and nipple-tweaking but she had a limited tolerance for that.
Before long she put a condom on me, whipped off her knickers, then climbed up and sat on my cock. But the way she was sitting and her bulk made it difficult to thrust with any freedom and before long I started to wilt and my cock plopped out.
You may be thinking that this doesn’t sound like a positive review so far, but she saved the day with her next move. She stepped down, raised the table, stood at my left-hand side and gave me the best tit-wank I’ve ever had. It’s not something I’ve enjoyed a lot of because my visual preference is for girls with small or zero tits. But anyway, Jessica was seriously good at it, holding my cock deep in her cleavage and using just the right amount of oil, speed and pressure. After maybe four minutes of this I had a prolonged and powerful orgasm and spurted about four times as much cum as I normally produce.
Jessica cleaned me all over with paper from a big roll. I’d used the bathroom for a pee on arrival and it seemed fine, but I’m not sure if a shower was on offer – I didn’t ask. When I got down from the table she indicated that there was time left on the clock but I was done. I left the house 37 minutes after arriving. I would very much like that tit-wank again but I’ll stick to my guns about the 30 minutes if there’s a next time.
