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Peyton
Age: 23
Nationality: Eastern Europe
Dress Size: 10-12
Orientation: Straight
Bust: 36D
Hair colour: brunette
1hr from: £110
2nd hr from: £100
Half hr from: £70
Overnight: £750 (7 hours)
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Peyton is a phenomenal escort who loves to be in control. The feisty brunette has curves in all the right places and a seductive smile that will tease and tempt you all night. She will make it a her sole focus to make su... read more
Jason, Holyhead
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