Review of Carol of Clerkenwell

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A dismal and hard-to-find flat in an old block. Part of the main room was curtained off, presumably to allow for another girl to operate while the bedroom was in use. Seemed clean, but hard to say in the dim light.

What a let-down. Almost unrecognisable from the AW pictures and at least ten years older than the advertised age. Also, very broad round the beam. I can scarcely believe they're the same person. On the other hand, she has a lovely and very ample bosom and one of the most erotic pussies I've seen.

There was a certain hardness and impatience in her voice over the telephone, which should have warned me off. And her manner when I arrived was such that I immediately changed from the planned 60 minutes to 30: I should have cancelled. The first thing I did on arrival was to request a glass of water, to which she responded by asking for the money. I don't think she smiled - in fact, I know she didn't - throughout my whole stay, and my attempts at conversation went almost unanswered, partly because she found it more interesting do do some texting. When it was time to go, she accompanied me to the door, muttered something which I suppose was 'bye, but even then didn't turn away from her mobile.

The sex was all right, but there was no sign whatsoever of the advertised (discretionary) French kissing and OWO - even though I am reasonable looking and scrupulously clean. After some oral both ways we started in missionary, but her habit of pushing me away when our bodies were too close for her liking caused me to suggest reverse cowgirl to completion. My first stop on leaving was the pub.