Review of Jessie of London

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Central London block of flats, nice room with massive mirror, bathroom quite clean. The road wasn't busy with people. Easy to find.

Average height, thin, long black hair, friendly smile, but no boobs whatsoever. Pancakes with nipples.

(I might have gone in at 5pm, but pretty sure it was 6.) This was the sixth incarnation of Jessie I can remember meeting. The meet was kinda peculiar. Nothing was straightforward. She wouldn't kiss as such, her lips glued shut. 69 was ok, but she couldn't manage any position for the nookie normally; seemed determined to keep the little general as shallow as possible. Cowgirl? Just lay ontop with her legs clamped onto mine, dead still. The canine? She kept twisting away awkwardly. Spoons? Scissors? Couldn't cut it. In the end, only the most conventional mish did the trick, whereupon she led me to the shower but insisted on diving in ahead of me - kinda rude I thought. Just like Jessie No.2, she'd given covered bj but then spent ages wiping herself and the rubber with a cloth.

Surprised the appointment took as long as it did (45mins). To date, Jessies Nos.1, 3 & 4 were the best. I'll wait for someone to tell us there's a new hottie in town.