Where to start? The good bit.
Location: Nice flat in a lovely bit of the town walls in Shrewsbury. Nice modern bathroom. Public car park nit far away.
That’s all the good bit.
Comms: intermittent. Should have given up, but didn’t as I was horny as a three cocked goat.
Looks: not ugly, but nothing I’d corps the road for. 37 seems about right for her age.
Personality: fucking nuts. She’s not a bad person, just insane. Maybe drugs or drink? So random it was off putting.
Body: tits like spaniels ears I’m afraid
Service: dreadful. I hit a peck on the lips and the rest was so awful I struggled to get hard. Seriously, a nun’s ankle gets me hard normally. Managed to wank me off eventually, it was really hard work. When I’m normally trying to think of death, famine or thatcher to delay the inevitable, I had the exact opposite problem
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I’ve never had a good experience with an Indian girl, universally awful.
