Review of Zara of Scarlett's, Manchester

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Aquarius is well reported on here; got the jacuzzi room as I had booked the full hour.

Tall slim auburn-haired girl in her early 20s. Very sexy accent (I won't say what it is and spoil it). Great body; firm, toned, boobs a nice handful, beautiful bum, and long shapely legs. As you may be able to tell, Zara made quite an impression on me!

To quote Blur's Damon Albarn, Woooooohooooo! Zara had been on my wish list for a few weeks, and, taking advantage of the Bank Holiday, I found my way to Manchester for a lunchtime punt, with the intention of fitting in a couple more later. Called to check she was working, but had to wait as someone else had just booked her for the hour. So at about 4.20 I presented myself, and was shown straight into the room. Had a shower, and Zara arrived soon after, wearing white patterned lingerie, a miniskirt and heels. Things didn't start well really; she had broken a tooth, so OWO was off; did I mind? Normally I would, but I was already entranced. Then the massage; my preference is talc, but Zara wanted to do a body to body, and it didn't work without oil. So oil it was, which I find a bit messy, but hey hell, so what? Zara lashed it on, stripped off and got to work. Boy did she get to work; inside about 10 minutes, we were both oilier than a mechanics overall, and things were looking decidedly more promising. On with the party hat for some oral, and Zara planted herself on my face so that I could reciprocate. We were soon well into this, and eventually Zara let me come up for air, and asked whether I wanted to come once or twice. In view of my previous exertions, I opted for once. This left us with a good half hour, which basically we spent working each other up into a lather; the room was quite warm, there was oil everywhere, and Zara was really going for it. With about 10 minutes to go, I said 'I suppose I ought to fuck you soon'; Zara's reply was 'You had bloody well better!' So it was back on with Captain Condom, and some nice slow doggie, including one of my favourire variations, and then a frantic burst of mish to finish. We ended in an oily sweaty heap, which necessitated a shower for both of us. A truly memorable experience, and one which I plan to repeat soon!