Review of Polly of 90 Minute, Central London

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Nice flat, inbetween Edgware Rd and Marylebone. The house numbers on her street are slightly odd but its a small street so relatively easy to find

THe photos make it difficult to know what Polly is really like, she is quite tall and has a very nice soft full breats. Facially not great looking and slightly dodgy teeth but nice firm body. Croppoed doen below, possibly grown back from being shaven

Oh dear Oh dear. What is the punters golden rules?

If in doubt, walk away
If no FRs, proceed with caution
IF on lots of sites, be wary.

All 3 applied and I went ahead anyway. HAd to start by asking Polly what services were on offer as agency were hopeless, she said yes to DFK, OWO no to CIM or A. When she said no to CIM she almost laughed and said "No, no way!" and I almost walked thinking it could be bad. But I stayed and here is what happened:

Music was on very loud in the room, so I took a shower, returned to find Polly stretched out on bed. DFK obvoiusly means "sticking your tongue out through clenched teeth" in Lithiuania. OWO obvoiusly means "hand and touching lips for 3 secomds whislt moaning".

Thinking I needed to relax her I asked for DATY, which I was surprised she accepted. This was actually quite good and she came (As usual you never know but ...)so I hoped after that it would improve so I got up to suck on those breasts again no probelm, then she says "Condom". Not a question, more a command, so on it went and we fucked - she was surprisingly tight and I shot my load. Afetr that she disappeared for 10 minutes and returned and sat on the other side of the bed. I went to touch her, and Polly acted as if I had tried to knife her and said "shower?" So I did as I was told! I came back and tried to make conversation - her English is good, but it was one word answers which I could hardly hear over the radio blaring away. She made no effort at all to get round 2 going and almost seemed to be willing me to leave.

So I took the hint and said, "Actually, I think I'll go" to which she replied "Up to you!" I had been there 25 minutes at that point. "No chance of a refund then?" - "you pay 1 hour you stay if you want stay" - "No forget it I'll have a wank in the pub toilet round the corner, at least I wont have to listen to Celine Dion at full blast next to a sulky EE bitch"

One to aviod like the proverbial. And remember those golden rules are there for a reason!!