Linda and Vicki at CS, LH
Linda's been on vacation for a while, was supposed to be back in December, anyone know what happened to her? They say she might be back in February? Also, has anyone seen Vicki? I might go this evening so if you have info on Vicki please pm me. Otherwise I might have to TOFTT.
Thanks!
Glad you enjoyed it there!
I frequent here alot and the Mamasan is always happy to see her customers she always gives me a huge hug hah. And the kgirls there know how to work it.
[QUOTE=Lakers02; 1121795]I just had my first session at one of the Skypark locations.
Now I went to this place blind. I looked up "Skypark" and "Irvine" on Google maps and the area was enough to find. Without any further observation I simply hopped into my car and drove down there. Time was 5:30. Traffic on the 405 near the 55 was slow for at least 15 miles.
The area is a cluster of sterile looking businesses with no flair or exceptional signage-typical MacArthur / Irvine / Airport area feel.
I parked near what looked at first glace to be a hair salon. Upon closer inspection I saw at least two black dudes sitting inside so I'm guessing it was an ethnic barber.
After walking a few more feet I realized that I had no idea where I was going, and if I wasn't careful, I could easily forget where I parked because it was dark. It's a maze of nondescript office space. I figured that I'd just peek through some windows and see if I could find anything that looked like a massage parlor waiting room. There were a few places that didn't have lights on. I arrived the front of a computer repair place that had just flipped its "Closed" sign.
My hands in my pockets, I just walked around for 5 minutes to do some casual searching. I entered an office building and looked at the directory. Law firms, Ophtalmologists, empty offices aplenty-no Asian sucky sucky. A cleaning lady saw me reading the sign and nodded in salutation. I smiled back. I turned for the exit. A sign on the door read "These doors to remain locked after 6PM". It was 5:50."Shit", I thought to myself." "I'd better hurry."
I walked back out and had realized that I was lost. No worry. I turned a corner and found looking at the same computer repair shop, but also, there was a lit sign that said "ACU-CENTER".
TIME: 6:00 PM.
I walked into the door. I noted that the waiting area is atypical for AMPs. A 30ish Mamasan was sitting on a couch on the phone with her laptop on a coffee table. She stood up immediately when I walked in, and as if anticipating my arrival, took me by the hand and led me through a bead curtain and then through a short hallway into a room that is no more than twenty feet from the front door. This room is visible from the front door. I think that this place may not have more than two rooms.
Mamasan entered the room behind me and gave me the standard screening: Have you been hee befo? Who you see last time? I gave BS answers."Yes I've been here before and I saw Jasmine the last time." She "Ahhh!"the acceptingly.
I handed her sixty and she returned with $10 change."Clothes take off." I waited no more than 3 minutes before a girl walked in.
NAME: "CHANEL"
Korean, late 20s.
Looks: 6 on a regular girl scale. 8 on a provider scale. 7 on a Massage Parlor asian girl scale. Her face was very Korean. Skin was blemish free. Definite implants which only made her a B-cup. Nice, fit body overall with no sagging.
"You been here befo?"
<Me, lying on my front with my boxers still on "Yes"
"Ohhhh."
She massaged my back and my butt with her knees. Moved down my legs and cracked all my toes-never felt that before. Could've been a legitimate massage place up till this point.
She moved off of my back and stood up."Ok, turn ovah!"
Yayyyy! This is my favorite moment of an AMP session. Now, by the good graces of fortune, and thanks to the unreal intel on this site, I have never visited an AMP only to find out that they don't touch your penis. But when they ask you to flip, it's like a fuckin' green light.
"How much you pay last time?"
This made me nervous.
"Uhhh. I. Dunno. You tell me!"
She reached through the pisshole in my boxers and took hold of my sack. TARGET AUTHENTICATED.
"How much?" she asked again.
"100."
Her smile grew wild and she shrugged her shoulders in a ditzy, happy-go-lucky way. She moved her top down exposing her boobs and then removed her panties. She removed my boxers and folded them once and put them near my shoulder. She massaged my crotch with her tits. I love this feeling.
She then leaned over, still standing, for a what I thought was BBBJ. It felt great. Felt like it was bareback. I lifted my head to look down there and saw the rubber band at the base of my dick. I was amazed. Where did she keep the condom? I didn't even see her unwrap it. That's the kind of prestidigitation that would make David Copperfield shed a tear.
BJ lasted for 10 minutes. Got me as hard as marble tile. She stopped only to lube up her pussy. And boy, what a pussy! She hopped on CG and the squeeze factor was just exquisite. She was a snapper for sure. It was a strong as a hand. I've never felt grip like that before. She rode me for 10 minutes and mixed it up. Standard up and down, gyration, and grinding. After tiring out she jumped off and pulled me on top of her. Whatever you say, Korean lady. I entered her mish and the grip was even better. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in for a nasty tongue kiss. This killed my endurance and I came hard within 3 minutes. I laid on top of her for about 30 seconds before pulling out my dead salmon. While removing the condom I felt that the entire front area of my boxers was soggy. It wasn't sweat and it wasn't lube.
She left to get a warm towel but I was already dressed when she got back. I told her to forego the towel. She hugged me, I paid up, and open the door. Mamasan escorted me out with a smile. I love how they do this. Gratefully. With a "whew, you're not a cop, and everything went well!" smile on their faces.
COST: 100.
Service: 10.
Thanks for the info, fellas.[/QUOTE]