London Sex

London Sex

This is a blog about my journey around London, fucking escorts, getting my money back, going to parties and also what drugs to take to last marathon sex sessions in London.

Saturday, 15 March 2008

Dirty Whore Started To Bleed

Just fucking was walking home today and fancied a quick shag because of all the steroids in my system.

Went up to a news agents window and noted the phone number of a whore and range it. Some old dirty granny picked up the phone and said "Hello how can I help you". I said "what have you got in?". The granny proceeded to describe a hot french chick 28 32 38 tanned all over fully shaven and does any thing starting from £30 - £150. Sounded good.

So I walked to the place only 5 minutes away and when inside massage parlour was introduced to this fit French whore. I bargained the bitch down to a £40 bill for the £150 service.

Fast forward......

I put my cock into this bicthes cunt and it felt really hot inside, so I began to fuck the slag like a dog fucking a tree in the summer. The bitches pussy started to get warmer and warmer, I just ignored this feeling and started to fuck her even more harder. I was fucking her so hard that her head was hitting her back and then hitting her tits. I started to notice that warm feeling on my thighs and at the same time I shot me load into her and let go off her. When I did that her body just collapsed on the bed and I noticed that warm feeling was blood all over me.

This bitch was on her period. I went up to the maid and smacked her teeth out and then took my money back from the massage parlour. I quickly put my clothes on and pulled the curtains to the side and jumped out of the window.

This punt gave me a buzz about fucking cocaine addict half dead whores on a period. I do not think will see another massage parlour whore again, but my next punt will be a escort.