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External Link/Members OnlyThis was a bit of a borderline positive/neutral experience for reasons that I'll explain soon, but overall I must say I quite enjoyed the experience and was pretty happy of having tried her so positive it is.
I met Sabrina on a late-ish evening, which is uncommon for me as I favour morning meetings. Still, in this particular case I got a sudden urge to fulfill, and the curiosity that Sabrina's profile produced in me had the best of me. I organized a meeting for 11pm on the phone: it's her who answers the phone, with a pretty nice voice. Her English is not great, but good enough to understand questions about services and give competent answers.
She receives in the infamous haven of prostitution in South Kensington, on a relatively big flat that she shares with 3 more working girls that I didn't meet. The approach to the room was potentially embarrassing, as an Arab family with kids was coming back home with groceries and other stuff and were standing in the hallway. I'm not one to be fazed by these things so I simply knocked at the door a few meters further on while they were still there.
The room I saw her in is pretty big, and has a sofa, a small table, her bed and a screen that protects a part of the room with luggages. I think I've been in the same flat in the past for one of my less fortunate meetings.
Sabrina is a beautiful young girl, with a great body. I would say her face, which is cute more than traditionally hot, rates at about 7.5, whereas her body (great toned ass, long legs, beautiful well formed and perky B-cup tits, perfect shaved pussy) approaches 9. I loved her long brown hair, as well, fresh and clean as the rest of her.
Paid my 120 for an hour and she offered me a shower with a fresh towel. When I got back she offered me a massage: I'm normally not one for these things, preferring to get straight into the action but I was conscious that being a little tired I wouldn't probably have the stamina for a full hour of sex in me (that proved right), so I accepted.
Her massage is not a massage, more like an oily caressing, which for I enjoyed a few minutes when I started feeling eager to put my hands on her. I must say that her attitude was pretty welcoming and friendly, but for some reason I felt some distance that didn't make me feel entirely at ease, so I was curious to see what would happen when I would put my hands on her. She had some nice black lingerie on, and I started kissing her while caressing her and taking the lingerie off.
This started pretty well: she kissed me quite intensely, even too much. Sadly, though, after a few minutes of this she suddenly stopped as if we had exhausted the time allotted for kissing and headed straight for my cock. In a normal situation I wouldn't complain, but I had the perception that from that moment on kissing would no longer be on the menu. My perception was correct: every time I tried to kiss her from then on she moved her head on the side. Now: I'm normally not someone who has bad breath but in principle that can happen once in a while, and maybe that was the case (although I had taken a strong peppermint pill that typically removes the risk). Still, in case I would have preferred her to tell me (something like "sorry, you have a bit of a foul breath!" wouldn't have offended me). But I got the feeling that she simply thought that "it was enough" and she wasn't too happy providing the service for too long. I'm mentioning it because your mileage may vary.
Anyway, this influenced a little the rest of the punt, particularly the second round because without kissing and being tired I had a hard time keeping it up and ended up not enjoying it as much as the first one... which was indeed pretty good: she started sucking my cock eagerly and expertly, with a dedication and a technique that I would describe as flawless. We moved to a 69 that I quite enjoyed, and that seemed to put her in a good mood. Sadly, I let her wank me a little too hard, and that cut short the round soon after I penetrated her: just a few thrusts and I came, feeling it was a bit too soon (although of course I enjoyed it).
Some brief chit chat in between rounds, although her English is not good enough for an interesting conversation and therefore we remained on vague generalities. I soon focused on caressing her body and her hair, which gave me much more satisfaction. We got into a not too convincing second round, where I struggled to keep the erection (but she didn't spare any effort to try and get it hard, still sucking it as if it was the only source of nourishment she had) and could only pump her for a while from behind (getting the feeling that she would have quite enjoyed a good ramming that I was sadly incapable to provide on the occasion).
As I said, the lack of kisses and my meagre tone quickly made me lost enthusiasm in the endeavour and I ended up cutting the meeting short at around 50 minutes.
She told me that she normally only works until 11pm, but when the opportunity arises "work is work". Still, she had planned a tour of the South Bank with her friends for after our meeting, which is something that I liked hearing (I don't like when girls stay closed in the flat and don't do anything else than getting screwed for days in a row: I like to think they have some sort of life as well).
Overall, I must say I had quite a bit of fun, and part of the reason I didn't enjoy the meeting entirely was due to my lack of energy: still, the sudden change of behaviour with respect to FK ruined in part the meeting for me, and while I was still happy when I came out that will probably mean I won't come back.
