Author Topic: Polly's Thai, Lambeth  (Read 1522 times)


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Offline juzz

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When: February 2026

Price: IIRC, massage + HR + prostate: £60 + £40 + £20 = £120.  I may be a tenner out.

Location: In the hinterlands between Stockwell tube and Wandsworth Road rail.

Communications:  By text, reasonably efficient until just before the meet. Then a bit delayed.

Details
I visited on a dull day in February, dodging the rain. Polly kept me waiting for the final address for a few minutes past the appointment time. Just as I was thinking to walk away, the text with the flat number arrived and I walked over to a ground floor flat. The door opened silently as I arrived. With hindsight, it was like the start of a horror movie.

I was quickly shown through to an unremarkable room with both a bed and massage table. We confirmed the hour. There was no offer of a shower - fortunately I had thoroughly showered at home beforehand. Chatty she wasn't, but equally she wasn't rude either - just nothing. We confirmed massage and prostate and I paid the agreed.

I asked if it was to be the table or the bed :) She gestured the table. I got on and she prepared oil, and started tearing several squares of wide tissue roll, presumably to dry the oil and spunk off afterwards. It was very err... perfunctory and procedural. I tried to make some conversation, which she simply ignored.

She then took her clothes off, down to her knickers. Oh dear, Polly doesn't have the body of her profile pictures. Much, much older. In particular, her stomach area is like that of an old woman. Tits were passable, but I didn't want to look any further down.

The massage was light and dull. After about 10 minutes she worked up my legs and stroked my balls and did some cc swipes. I kept my eyes firmly away from her body. To be fair, I thought her CHS were good. Glove on, and a bit of anal probing before the flip. Then a fairly skilled hand job, spunk, wipe down with those tissues, dressed, and out of the door in 40 minutes.

She actually managed a smile as she opened the door to let me out.

Conclusion
Many regrets. Never again.