Review of Flavia of Admiral Escorts, London

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The familiar, safe and discrete Chelsea Cloisters. Room was clean and warm, bed fit for purpose but sadly not dressed like a boudoir. bathroom functional. Only one damp towel for clients to use so not too impressed there. I mistakenly used her towel instead as it was drier and fluffier!

Flavia's photos knocked me out. In person she's definitely a girl next door, head turner type, not quite the model she's been made to appear, but certainly no great disappointment. The shot of her from the back in her red dress is probably most representative. I'm pretty sure she's not 5'8 as I'm only 5'6 and she seemed shorter. Legs are certainly not as long as depicted in some shots. no surprise that the shots had boosted her bust but they are a very healthy, pert C/D cup.
Conversation was pretty easy as her English is good and she seemed cheerful and engaging.
She needs to wax her legs though as they were not the silky smooth pathways to heaven I'd have preferred.

She answered the door in just a short satin robe which promised a delight. After we settled the paperwork and I had a quick shower we spent a while in friendly conversation on the bed. Sadly although pleasant and humourous she was perhaps a little reticent and we didn't really spark, I guess I wasn't the dreamboat she might've preferred. She did initiate the kissing but only lips no tongue so the passion didn't really come to a boil. I hoped to warm her up with some kissing of her body and a light repast at the Y, I watched her responses and asked what felt good but she just said her clit was ticklish! No objections to some light fingering but no great response as I sought her G-spot. As I moved back up her body she seemed quite keen to slip on the jonny so I let her as we kissed some more. A rare rush to be inside her as I do like a girl to show her owo skills. The sex was ok, she urged me on by pulling me into her and seemed to respond as I went deeper and faster. At one point she wrapped her legs around me so perhaps my efforts were causing a stir, and she did seem quite wet. I asked if we could switch to doggy and she obliged, thrusting back onto me to begin with, this got my motor going and I pulled her onto me with increasing urgency before filling the rubber.

She's a lovely girl and perhaps some repeat visits might kindle a more passionate response but I'm inclined to seek a more electric experience elsewhere given the circumstances. Were I a good few years younger and we'd met out in the real world I would certainly have been keen to court her.