Review of Yoyo of Central London

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Bit of a dive close to Warren Street tube station.

Yoyo said she was 23 and from Hong Kong.There were 3 girls available, none of whom were the girl on the website but that was not a problem. Yoyo had a bit of a glint in her eye, so I chose her, A cup and all, over one of her bustier friends. The third girl was never an option.

My muscles ached and I was feeling horny at the same time so what I wanted was a good massage followed by an oily wank. I coughed up the cash and lay face down on the bed. Yoyo immediately asked me to turn over and gave my legs a quick rub before reaching for the oil and lubing up my cock. She expertly wanked me to attention and was making all the appropriate fake moaning sounds. So far so good! In danger of coming well inside the allotted time, I asked her to concentrate on the rest of my body. At this point Yoyo left the room and returned with her mobile, declaring I had ten minutes left. I asked her to give me a back rub, which she did with displeasure. But hey, at least she wasn't faking that. A couple of minutes later she applied some more oil and jacked me off to completion. I had a quick shower and as I was dressing she asked me for another £20 because, she said, she had allowed me to kiss her body. I said no and she went off in one direction muttering angrily under her breath as I headed for the door, muttering angrily under mine. Usually, as soon as I get home I like to crank one out as I reminisce on what has gone before, but not on this occasion.