In my years of hobbying, this is likely the worst experience I ever had. I felt like I was a widget at a handjob factory.
After heading in, a lady in her 40’s who looked like she had smoked too many cigarettes cheerily greeted me, led me to a room, and barked “40 dolla, take of clothe and get on bed, face down”.
Despite my better judgement, my second brain took over and followed her commands. What followed was her half assedly sweeping her hand (yes, singular) around my back, as if she was sleepily sweeping Mahjong tiles off of a table.
She then poked my butthole twice and giggled, and then told me to turn over. We discussed the transaction terms, and I opted for topless. She pulled her top off with one hand in one fell swoop, unfortunately reminding of how practiced this motion was.
I’d like to chime in, I had been here for all of about 7 minutes now, and I had heard 3 other Johns already enter the building.
Her breasts, surprisingly, were quite nice. A solid C, natural, and firm. As she began to tug on my captain, and I descended into bliss, the up and down motion of her arm unfortunately released a foul scent into the room. She, to my shock, either had forgotten to shower, or had built up a sweat from a hard days labour.
I grimaced, and remembering how horny I was, squeezed my eyes shut, grabbed onto a titty, and prayed I would finish soon.
Miraculously, that time came, just as another John walked in. She screamed to him “I coming”, which made me chuckle, because it was in fact, I, who was cumming.
Immediately after, she ran over to the side of the room, threw a towel at me, and rushed out to greet the new poor SOB she had lured into her lair.
Overall: 2 / 10
Service: 0 / 10
Looks: 1 / 10
Comedic value: 4 / 10
I would not recommend.
After heading in, a lady in her 40’s who looked like she had smoked too many cigarettes cheerily greeted me, led me to a room, and barked “40 dolla, take of clothe and get on bed, face down”.
Despite my better judgement, my second brain took over and followed her commands. What followed was her half assedly sweeping her hand (yes, singular) around my back, as if she was sleepily sweeping Mahjong tiles off of a table.
She then poked my butthole twice and giggled, and then told me to turn over. We discussed the transaction terms, and I opted for topless. She pulled her top off with one hand in one fell swoop, unfortunately reminding of how practiced this motion was.
I’d like to chime in, I had been here for all of about 7 minutes now, and I had heard 3 other Johns already enter the building.
Her breasts, surprisingly, were quite nice. A solid C, natural, and firm. As she began to tug on my captain, and I descended into bliss, the up and down motion of her arm unfortunately released a foul scent into the room. She, to my shock, either had forgotten to shower, or had built up a sweat from a hard days labour.
I grimaced, and remembering how horny I was, squeezed my eyes shut, grabbed onto a titty, and prayed I would finish soon.
Miraculously, that time came, just as another John walked in. She screamed to him “I coming”, which made me chuckle, because it was in fact, I, who was cumming.
Immediately after, she ran over to the side of the room, threw a towel at me, and rushed out to greet the new poor SOB she had lured into her lair.
Overall: 2 / 10
Service: 0 / 10
Looks: 1 / 10
Comedic value: 4 / 10
I would not recommend.
