I had high hopes for this experience after an easy booking process via text. She seemed friendly and curvy—just my type. When I arrived, she looked great, and I thought, "Wow, jackpot!"
Unfortunately, the jackpot turned out to be more of a slot machine that wouldn't pay out. After handing over the money, things took an odd turn. She suggested I give her a BJ. At first, I thought, "Ha! She's got jokes!" But nope, she was serious.
This is usually a red flag for me because it often means they're dodging something—and bingo, no oral for me despite her earlier messages. She did a quick wank-a-doodle before suiting me up with a condom for the main event. The action that followed was so mechanical, I started wondering if I'd accidentally booked a robot. She was quiet too—no enthusiasm, no engagement, just... vibes of awkward gym class group projects.
Midway through, I tried my luck again, asking her to revisit the whole "suck my cock" deal. Her response? "Let's just keep going till you finish." At that point, my excitement was already on a downward spiral, but somehow, I crossed the finish line.
Barely. Final thoughts? She's easy on the eyes, but good looks only get you so far. Lack of oral, coupled with a robotic performance, made this a one-time visit for me. If you're after passion or some lively interaction, you might want to look elsewhere.