Recognised Jazzy from her new profile (she references her old one in the blurb). Exchanged aw messages and switched to SMS.
Booked 30mins for £100 which is an uplift on former prices. This seems to be par for the course these days.
She's moved to a slightly better flat in what may be a slightly nicer area.
She was running late on the day but we eventually met. Physically she is unchanged - very slim, dark hair - but noticeably less chatty.
Exchanged payment and she strips naked immediately. In the past I had enjoyed slowly undressing her but she was obviously keen to get on with it.
Moved in for FK but she pulled back. Previously it had been deep FK, passionate. This was a light peck. I'd freshened up so can't blame that.
She grabbed my old fella and started wanking furiously. I wanted to take it more slowly and asked her to stop. She did but kept repeating - grabbing my cock and pulling for dear life.
I asked for owo. Previously it was slow, deep, drooly and sensual. This version of Jazzy just sucked on the tip and, again, tried to wank me furiously.
I asked her to lie back and play with herself. I wanted to see the infamous squirting once again. She refused and said she'd squirted already a few times that day so couldn't go again.
I noticed that the plastic bed coverings were no more. Maybe she no longer squirts?
I remembered that she'd come a lot previously when I went down on her....so I moved downwards to give her pussy a lick. I became aware of a strong smell of condom. She'd obviously had a punter or two before me and hadn't showered.
At this point I felt like I was wearing another man's slippers...and they were still warm.
Realising this was a car crash of a meet, I discarded any thoughts of RO, put on a condom and asked her to get into missionary. Just to get it over and done with.
Once I was inside, she pulled her knees up which had the effect of restricting entry...I couldn't get too deep. She closed her eyes and literally stayed like that until I'd pumped myself to a finish.
Having dumped a load into the bag, I got up, dressed and left. Jazzy also got dressed and didn't appear to be thinking about freshening up.
This meet was such a different experience to previous meets. With me at least she seems to have lost her sparkle. It was all very mechanical and cold. No passion, no kissing, no squirting, no effort.
A real shame.
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Topic: jazzy2025 - Bristol (Read 2424 times)