S & S review. Not all GFE is great!
Finally made it to S&S, the dirty grubby, seedy MP in Rose Hill opposite Mauritius Telecom. The steel door was open and inside was a man with bare body at the desk. He asked me to sit on the sofa while he dealt with another client. There were two girls, moving around and I had a good look at them. One was a fair Indian looking girl, slim with a cute face and red lipstick. She was Priyanka, and I chose her. The other girl was also doable, slim and young with a mixed Indian Creole look. She was Bela and gave me welcoming smiles but I had my mind set on Priyanka. She was wearing black tights and a strappy black top showing great cleavage and I wondered whether she was in the push-up bra that seems so much a uniform in MPs here.
Anyway, I was led to a seedy room with a wide massage table, wide enough for two squirming bodies, a multitude of multicolored and multi-stained towels and the usual choice of oils and creams to smoother proceedings. Priyanka began by quoting 1500 for FS, 1200 for BJ, 1000 for HJ; the overpricing was probably due to the fact that I had complimented her, and that I was obviously an expat. She refused to budge and I ended up with 1000 for a BJ. She took the money in advance, kept running in and out to fetch her phone to show me pictures, to tell the boss, to give the money to the boss. So I was shown her family pictures and told of her jealous boyfriend and how her family does not know her job and how she dresses soberly outside the MP and how men are peculiar and. Well, you get the idea.
When she stripped to her panty she was a vision. Her big perky boobs looked delightful on her small frame and she admitted that her boobs are big though 'everything else is small'. Her ass was pert and cute, not big, and I decided that this was one wench I would be ravishing from the front. Her face too is cute, especially with her crooked tooth smile and red lipsticked mouth, and she smiles demurely when complimented. Her panty was a blue flimsy thing with bows and access slits in the front so I asked her to keep it on.
Things kinda went downhill from there. Her BJ was uninspired and toothy, and she kept spitting into tissue paper as though I was cumming every two minutes. She used her hand more than her mouth, saying that it was better and I could sense her reluctance to suck or do any thing further. Even though I had already paid, I did not feel like insisting as I try to respect the feelings of these girls. Unfortunately, my dick was losing interest and I had to take matters into my own hands.
We cuddled a little on the wide table but she said no kissing on the mouth and even drew away from pecks on the cheek. I'm not Holly / Bollywood material but girls do not find me repulsive and I score well outside the P4P scene. We were actually hitting it off well with the foreplay gossip so I put this mood swing down to hormones or fear of the boss / boyfriend. Anyway, I never went near her pussy as she wanted an additional 500 for access. All the while the boss kept shouting that time was up though I had paid 400 for 45 minutes and we were just past the halfway mark.
I will probably not return to S&S; found it done it fuck it. Not for the girl's moodiness but for the hurry and hustle from the boss. I put the girl's behavior down to natural human feelings; after all they are people too.
Indeed, I consider this a true girlfriend experience. It really felt like dealing with one of my cranky girlfriends on an off day.
Non-report on Coin Ideal MP.
Based on directions given by helpful senior members (Thanks guys) I found the Coin Ideal MP (Bon Pasteur). Up several abandoned flights of stairs, it looked better than S&S with the usual decorations and beauty salon type furniture. A man and a woman at the counter were so busy talking that I felt rude to interrupt them. My side vision picked out a heavy MILF in tight dress and garish makeup and I was already thinking of leaving. I also saw a slim girl with frizzy long hair from behind but she disappeared inside before I could catch an eyeful. 200 for half an hour was cheap but that was not what I would be paying for. The MILF plonked herself on the sofa in front of me rather challenging, and, frankly, I was scared of being mauled by her.
"Any other girl" I queried in my accented Kreol but I was told that I would have to pay first. No way, I thought and made my exit / escape.