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External Link/Members OnlyLet me start this review by sending a big "fuck you" to all the wankers who lurk and never post a review on this forum: I know there must be some of you who met this girl since she started working in London, and didn't bother raise a warning about her disastrous performance. I thought I would TOFTT anyway, vaguely encouraged by the 4 positive reviews on AW which, as usual, were completely clueless.
There was only one positive in my meeting with Amanda, and that was the fact that she agreed to convert the 1h punt into a 30m one and gave me 40£ back when, after 15 very sad minutes with her, I decided I had enough. Her profile says she works from near West Brompton, but when I saw her she was working in a tiny flat in the infamous big serviced apartments block near South Kensington.
Amanda doesn't want to do this job. This is clear pretty much from the first minute you meet her, although I initially interpreted her initial lack of sparkle as shyness. She opened the door without a smile and with a faraway look. The smile she shows on her pictures doesn't appear very frequently during the punt, and when it does it is restrained and forced. Add to this the fact she speaks probably 4 words of English overall and you get the sense of how awkward the whole meeting is.
Thinking about the first minutes of the punt I keep asking myself why I went through with it. Shortly after taking a shower, when I found her sitting lifeless on the bed barely looking at me I was tempted to ask her "do you really want to do this?!", as I felt she was completely out of place. Still, some weird form of embarrassment had the best of me and made me think "maybe she'll get out of her shell once things start".
She didn't: she pointed at a towel on the bed telling me to lie on it (which is one of the sure signs of a crappy punt, the girl who thinks that her duties include "blowjob with him lying on the bed" and missionary shortly afterwards), and I tried to slow things down, asking her to sit with me on the bed, caressing her and kissing her very, very softly. She just sat there, as some kind of doll with a sat face, totally unreactive. She was kissing me with closed lips, although the receptionist (a friend of hers who answers the phone for her, and at least doesn't pretend to be her) told me she does FK. I asked, and she told me "yes, yes, I do", but she opened her lips only minimally, just allowing the tips of our tongues to touch briefly.
To her credit, I must say she is pretty (7), in a "distant young cousin that you always had forbidden dreams about", and with a very beautiful, slim body (slimmer than it looks on her pictures), with very nice shaped B-cup breasts and a perfect round and small ass (8.5). Her skin is soft and silky, although her attitude is so cold and distant that one feels guilty while even just touching her very lightly. Both her attitude, and her pale, greyish complexion, overall convey a feeling of vague illness.
I ate her for a while, with very little reaction. We moved to a blowjob that, she announced, she would do "without teeth, OK?" (as if the alternative was a somewhat interesting option) and was probably the best part of the punt (although nothing special). When I moved to a 69 I noticed that she wasn't as fresh as I would have liked, and I didn't go on for long.
I asked her to take a condom and to ride me from the top and she refused, trying to say that I was too big. She instead lay on her back and told me "be gentle, OK?". I was, from the beginning to the end, extremely slowly and gently moving on top of them, avoiding to push too hard as I didn't want to cause distress. Her attitude didn't change, she kept her head on the side the whole time, panting lightly, but never for a second being into it. I felt like shit the whole time, and I really don't know why I went through with it.