WYSG Report #13561
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Joy of Sonsabai    
July 2016
5ft 2in, size 14/16 lady in her 30s with 36E/F boobs, averagely pretty
£90 for 45 minutes (equivalent to £120 per hour)
This session happened in S6 2UE
Appearance
 
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Service
 
  36  
 
Price
 
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Vastly overpriced basic session with a lady not as advertised on website
    Happy Ending
    Oral sex with a condom
I've had Sonsabai on the radar for quite some time now, but always hesitated because of reports of poor service and exorbitant charges. So today (a midweek early evening) with the choice of a regular at Dolly's or Sonsabai, I thought I'd take the plunge. I'd seen the website and three girls were advertised as on duty, one being Joy. On ringing to book I found that the other girls had never been on, there was one other plus Joy, so having noted her attractive statistics, I booked her for an hour.

Parking was easy at 5:30pm, Langsett Road being almost deserted, and I parked virtually outside. Entered the lobby, and was greeted through a window by a Thai lady who seemed not to know I'd booked, but demanded the £40 basic fee before I was let in. I walked through and was instructed to remove shoes and sit down and was then given a run down of prices - up to £80, I was told, for extras. This didn't sound bad compared to other Chinese and Thai places for the full menu...or so I thought.

I was directed up to a room which had a Jacuzzi bubbling away and I was told to sit on a chair whilst the "not particularly friendly" receptionist faffed around with towels and bedding, during which time Joy walked in. Joy walked in full of smiles and greetings, but I'm afraid she wasn't like the description one little bit: much older, plainer and verging on BBW! Joy is described on Sonsabai's website as "21 years old, size 8 and 34DD". She isn't. She's over 30, size 14-16, and about 36E or even F. About 5ft 2in, averagely pretty, quite smiley. The only plus at this point was that her chest looked amazing, so I swallowed the instinct to run, mainly because I'd already parted with £40, or I might have done a runner! So I resolved to take one for the team.

By ourselves now in the room, she told me to undress and get on the bed, immediately asking "what extras I'd want?". It seemed that the main options were body-to-body, sex, and OWO for £80, or body-to-body, sex, OWO and CIM for £90. I said I'd go for the £90 option and went to the wallet to get the other £50; only to be pole-axed when she said she meant an EXTRA £90, making £130 in all! No way. So after some clumsy bartering we arrived at body-to-body, covered oral and a hand job for an extra £50, which to me for that kind of place was still steep, but hey ho. Off we went.

As I lay on my front she commenced what was, to be fair, a very good back and shoulders massage, gradually stripping off as she went, and I could see in the side mirror some extremely impressive breasts and long thick nipples being released and swinging over me. She moved to massaging my bottom and legs, but with no sign of CC swipes or intimate contact yet. She then commenced body-to-body which was initially fine, but sort of became clumsy, heavy and distinctly non-erotic somehow. I particularly remember her stubbly pubic area rubbing over my back like sandpaper.

Onto the front, a bit of oiling, then immediately onto attention to the main target area; so here it begins I thought. Her fantastic huge breasts were nearly within reach, and I got the odd feel, but she was keeping them at a distance. Odd. She then reached for a condom, whilst I was stiff as a piece of over-boiled spaghetti - and despite my suggestions to the contrary, stuffed him in it. She then launched into enthusiastic covered oral, which again to be fair was quite good, hitting the mark, getting him interested, and even going deep throat a couple of times.

I asked her to give it a break for a minute, and asked to suck her nipples; this was firmly refused, as that only comes in the £120/130 packages! FFS! And instead of then returning to the covered oral, which so far was the only saving grace, she whipped the condom off and said she was finishing me by hand. As this was pressed right into her cleavage, an inch from her mouth, I thought even at this stage that she might throw in a little oral teaser, but no such luck. I then asked if she'd just give a bit of extra OWO for another £10 while she was there. Again refused; fair enough, but at this stage she started a relentless attempt to screw more cash out of me until the end of the session. Her English isn't great, so while she was droning on about "Blah, blah, blah, £30", or "blah, blah, blah, £50", smiling brightly the whole time, I zoned out.

She finally made me come with her decent hand job and then directed me to the Jacuzzi, or what is in effect a large double bath with power jets. She joined me and started washing me down, and doing some more touching and fondling as she continued the up selling attempts still. I also washed her a bit, but with her somehow still keeping me at a distance from her boobs, which was frustrating. Out of the bath, dried, dressed, accepted a bottle of water, and was off.

I found myself in the car exactly fifty-two minutes after having left it, meaning that subtracting the pre and post faffing about, left about forty minutes in action.

So this was a smiley, oily, mugging, which could have been even worse. They clearly have little business sense, or common sense, as they could so easily milk customers of much more in the long term if they were reasonable. If there are any regulars at this place I sincerely hope they get a lot more and better, otherwise I'm mystified how the place stays open. On this limited experience, I certainly won't be back. I drove away, past Dolly's, where I knew, with who was on duty, I'd have had sex, OWO, CIM and swallow for about half what I'd just paid. C'est la vie!

Anonymous

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