Review of Sasha of Home Of London Escorts-Agency Barracuda, London

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Downbeat location in darkest Paddington

As per pics; tits more like A cup. Tanned, with a fabulous arse. Romanian

Why oh why oh why break the habit of a lifetime and go see what seems like a great-looking girl with no review? Because I was in central London, I’d just found out the lovely Nicole (Admiral) and then Caroline (HC) weren’t available and I had an almighty boner.

I could smell the cheap perfume from her flat even as I came out the lift. Greeted without so much as a peck on the cheek. She grabbed the money, and when I said you better count it, it was “oh I will”. No shower or drink offered.

I’m not bad looking, but it was clear she hates what she does. No kissing (despite my minty fresh breath), let alone FK as described on site. “Get your clothes off and hurry up”. I said what’s the rush, I’ve paid for an hour. All I got was “I’ve had a really terrible day”. GFE it was not!

There then followed a half-hearted covered BJ, 69 (“don’t touch this/that... no I’m not touching your balls”), and sex in a couple of positions. I’m no John/Steve Holmes, but she screamed “ouch” every time I got as far as three quarters of the way in. 20 mins on, it was “I can’t fuck any more”. Slightly crazy off-putting noises from her throughout - drugs?

Needless to say, I left sharpish, listening to her singing some Romanian gypsy song.

If she doesn’t put you off punting for life, I really don’t know what will.