No. 104657 - Published 17 Jul 2011
Review of Belle of London
Details of Visit
| Author: | Winker |
|---|---|
| Location 2: | Paddington |
| Type of Visit: | Incall |
| Date and Time of Visit: | Wed 8 Jun 2011 afternoon |
| Duration of Visit: | 90 minutes |
| Amount Paid: | 300 |
| Recommended: | No |
Details of Service Provider
| Website: | http://www.nuruinlondon.com |
| Phone: | 07531218045 |
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The Premises
Upper floor flat on Westbourne Terrace. Shared entrance, several flights of stairs!!
The Lady
Hungarian, mid-late 20?s. Reasonable English language,. She?s not a stunner as she claims, nor is she a size 8, but her photos are true to life.
The Story
Flat isn?t spectacular but little did I know it sets the tone for the rest of the massage.
I opted for 90 minutes of what I hoped to be an amazingly erotic experience. I was shown to a room with a bed. The mattress has seen better days, the springs are shot and it was far from comfortable. The room has no ambiance. Until now I didn?t think that this was important, but after 90 minutes of stony silence (in which you can hear traffic and the ticking of your own wrist watch) I now know it is.
The massage itself was more like having a deep sea fish rubbed up and down my back, poked from time to time in the butt, and back. Forget images of slithering lovelies and their slippery nipples, it was strictly forearms and strictly dull. No mutual touching, no genuine smiles, no point in going back.
I only booked the session on a whim as my favoured local blondie was busy, should have listened to my sub conscience and stuck with what I know. An expensive mistake.
I opted for 90 minutes of what I hoped to be an amazingly erotic experience. I was shown to a room with a bed. The mattress has seen better days, the springs are shot and it was far from comfortable. The room has no ambiance. Until now I didn?t think that this was important, but after 90 minutes of stony silence (in which you can hear traffic and the ticking of your own wrist watch) I now know it is.
The massage itself was more like having a deep sea fish rubbed up and down my back, poked from time to time in the butt, and back. Forget images of slithering lovelies and their slippery nipples, it was strictly forearms and strictly dull. No mutual touching, no genuine smiles, no point in going back.
I only booked the session on a whim as my favoured local blondie was busy, should have listened to my sub conscience and stuck with what I know. An expensive mistake.
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