not sure why 22 when clearly 40 years old. £100 for an hour plus an extra which was unexpected although as always I lived in hope.
I saw this lady called Anna on AW under her ‘stage name’. I called her number, was told the name of her street and booked her for a half hour later, allowing for traffic. I arrived in the street, (seedy looking run-down shopping street) parked at a meter, texted for the door number and toddled up. It was a side door at a shuttered shop.
I was met by a young lady in jeans, blouse and baseball hat who looked totally different from my target. She spoke very good English. She took me upstairs to a bedroom where I was invited to sit down and some young lovelies slowly came in one at a time. They sashayed in wearing very little, kissed me on the cheek and told their names and sashayed out again. AHA! It was a brothel with bait and switch? I got up to leave and said politely to the young lady that none of them looked like the one in the photo. She asked me to wait. I asked to use the bog. AHA! The room had its own clean bog and basin and shower equipped with shampoos and soap and condoms etc.
While waiting Luna returned and began to banter with me (in Spanish which I do not speak but her meanings were clear, flirt!) and pout her bikinied thighs at me, and I might have chosen her:
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the others, about whom I remain neutral were
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(Although I cannot now be sure that Luna was the same as Gala) (I did not spot these profiles until after when I saw that they all spelled Neasdean insitead of Neasden.
But I waited and in she sauntered, Best Curvy Girl, presumably having been ‘busy’ just when I arrived. Up to the second floor, to a similar room. She kissed me on the cheek, took my cash and went to the other side of the bed to reveal a terrific bum with just a small black thong, and a small bra, all black to match her hair and contrast with her pale skin. She had a great smile, a relaxed way with her (except for one point which follows) and was almost just right for me. I did like her face and general demeanour.
By that time I was just left with socks and managed to remove them as I shot over to greet her from behind. She reacted with remarkable insight into my needs and gyrated her bum and rubbed it up and down against me slowly, glancing round and grinning. Mister Happy loved it. I played with her remarkable boobs from behind while she carried on dancing with her generous haunches against me.
Time to relax, onto the bed and heaven forbid, despite her profile she would not kiss me. I felt a negative review coming on. But we continued to snuggle and I kissed her responsive nipples and kissed her firm full and not droopy breasts, and I went down on her with my head between her thighs, slowly, gently, methodically. After a while I turned around and went down on her over her tummy. Success. She began to moan, and writhe and she began not so much to squirt as to exude. I also used my fingers, fondled one boob and fingered her and licked. This took a long time but it would be worth the investment. She stroked mister happy and I had to curb her enthusiasm in order not to get burned - or climax too soon. I came up for air and tried again to kiss her, and she turned her face away again.
Back down to work and she came and loved it and I was ready to dispense with OWO for the big chance. ‘Condom’ she said for she had very few words of English. How much I said and to her credit she blushed. We repeated the charade and then she said £40. She had me by the long hard curlies, I entered her slowly and sloppily. I thrusted and grasped her to me. Do you like doggy? She did and turned around. I finished inside her substantial and exotic behind (no not down the waste disposal) with a cry of delight and weak knees. At least she did not ask for the extra £ while we were in mid-fun as I might have drooped. I gave it to her when dressing.
Collapsed on bed exhausted, cleaned up, lounged a short while, tried to chat but no English, but plenty of smiles and caresses. Dressed and staggered downstairs and dreamt about her behind. Yes, positive despite the no kisses, I had ben in erotic heaving heaven