Funniest Reviews

[Lincoln]

I just read a review that made me laugh for ages. I think we should have a comp to find the funniest review. I would need to do some more looking but up to now here are my entries so far-

"just robbed well first she pulled my cock like it was the head of a chicken that she wanted to kill for dinner i got so fed up of that i decided that i better get the ride before she pulls the poor fucker off''..

Dogrider 2010

And of course the Infamous James Cork/Joanne review

https://www.escort-ireland.com/escor...le-escort.html

Poor oul James, I can see exactly how that appointment went but that girl pwned his corkonian ass in the comments!!!

[Amy Alison]

There was once a funniest made up review competition if you look trough the competition forums you'll find it.
Don't have time at the moment for a link, sorry

[Rayden]

Poor oul James, I can see exactly how that appointment went but that girl pwned his corkonian ass in the comments!!!

Couple of his other reviews are funny like that too, though that one is the best.

[Amy Alison]

Actually I found it quite easily

https://www.escort-ireland.com/board...t=22255&page=1

[UKHeather]

I wish i could remember the username of the fella that posted hilarious reviews on Puntern*t. Laugh! Much!

[Lucy Chambers]

I wish i could remember the username of the fella that posted hilarious reviews on Puntern*t. Laugh! Much!

Man Meat. It just so happens I have a few of those somewhere

[Lincoln]

This one by the silver-tongued prince Dingdong cracked me up:

https://www.escort-ireland.com/6460/Kelly/review.html

[BACMAN36]

And of course the Infamous James Cork/Joanne review

https://www.escort-ireland.com/escor...le-escort.html

Go on Joanne, ya gud ting!

I like the sound of that lass although I might have to reconsider my stance on the ladies reviewing us punters after that.

[UKHeather]

Man Meat. It just so happens I have a few of those somewhere

That's the one! They crack me up

[Lucy Chambers]

That's the one! They crack me up

Here ya go

From reading her previous reports, I sensed that some of Sasha's services were provided at her discretion, so I scrubbed my cock with a Brillo pad and showered in De-Flea Pet Shampoo.

It was Sunday and I was feeling bewildered by the election debates. I needed a distraction – the sort of distraction that comes in an hourglass figure. When Sasha walked into the room she looked utterly gorgeous. In full webbing she was a wondrous sight. When I gave her a hug, my firmness pressed intto her stomach.
"You are hard so soon!" she exclaimed.
I smiled. "It's only polite to extend a greeting on arrival."

There was a slightly awkward moment when we both seemed unsure of what to say next. There was only one thing to do - I unzipped my flies and took out The Persuader. Sasha knelt down and took me in her mouth for some oral without. I was standing next to a mirror. Have you ever noticed the way your cock looks bigger in a mirror (and a shop window). Anyhow, after about three minutes she stood up and gave me a fulfat kiss. I felt honoured - she'd brought along her 'A' game today.

We moved onto the bed and the oral continued with her rubbing her hands all over my body. We indulged in some reverse oral and 5 different sexual positions. I asked to finish with a handjob. She applied some lube and wanked me at a steady pace. As her arm tired, the pace slowed. This enhanced the pleasure and after 76 strokes my bellybutton filled with jizz.

Sasha has a quiet, serene manner. She provides a subtle service and responds best when handled courteously. She's more Charlotte Bronte than Charlotte Roche, so I'd leave the nipple clamps and car battery at home, and prepare yourself for a gentle, delicate encounter with a beautiful girl.





A long-haired lovely.
Comments: One of the problems with booking a working girl in advance is that come the day of the appointment, you may not be in the mood. And, truth be told, when Saturday arrived I felt weighed down with lethargy and I sensed the beginnings of a malady. This has since turned out to be a chest infection. But anyhow, I soldiered on.

Inside the room, I fingered through a copy of Farmers Weekly while I waited. The new Massey Ferguson MF2300 Tractor is a compact-yet-versatile partner that will plough on even in difficult circumstances. As does Trixi. I was reading the specifications when, faintly, through the white noise of tinnitus, I heard the door open. In walked Trixi wearing what looked like 3 postage stamps covering her unmentionables. I scanned her body with hungry eagerness.

I presented her with a small box of chocolates. "Gosh! Thank you so much!"
A few moments later, I presented her with an even larger gift.
I felt a bit sorry for Trixi because my weakened constitution lessened my vigour. Indeed, I was in the most vanilla of moods. No boundaries would be tested today and no envelopes would be pushed.

Her lips, devoid of lipstick, were pale like anaemic raspberries, thus accentuating her colourful eyes. Her eyes were piercing blue, and were almost as gorgeous as my own. She lowered her head and looked coyly at me. Nice technique. I kissed her. She kisses fully (avec le tongue), although, like a lizard in the sun, it takes her a little while to warm up. It's worth the wait.

Throughout the 28 minutes we spoke little - most communication being by way of nods, winks, and gestures. I had a quick squeeze of her modest assets, but she seemed keen to get me on the bed. I didn't mind as I appreciated the opportunity to lie down. I undressed and lay on the faux fur cover. It was time for younger talent to take the lead. Trixi's small hand clasped my cock, flattering its length and girth. Her small mouth opened wide to the point of dislocation to facilitate engulfment. She gave me an excellent prolonged blowjob (without) interspersed with shaft-licking, ball-sucking and wanking. Eye contact was almost constant. Whenever she glanced up, her hair fell across her right eye. It was a sexy look.

Towards the end of the blowjob I began to experience a mild softening. This was my fault for earlier trying to keep the wolf from the door. To make amends, I took my penis in hand. Trixi lay on top of me and kissed my neck and I slowly regained full turgidity. As I wanked myself, my hand brushed against her skin. I think she found this quite erotic because she rubbed her minge up and down my thigh - which was nice.

She took the reins for the final few strokes and I orgasmed strongly. Despite feeling under the weather, Trixi brightened my day. When I stood up to get dressed, I caught my my foot in the disloged bedcover and staggered around like a bull with BSE.