Massage Parlor Reports

Hello, this is an experience I had recently. I went and had my last hurrah a few weeks ago, so I thought I would be generous. I went to my favorite place—Jia Massage. I handed the usual hour fee and 0. 8 as a tip upfront; it will (hopefully) be the last time, so why not, right? It started off great because the massage by her is great most of the time, not the lazy whacking and calling it good. However, about halfway through is where something weird began happening.

I know this place is a one-person show, but then I heard a different voice. She says it is her friend helping out, and maybe I should meet her (I did not respond and did not fully understand what she meant). She then suddenly went out in the middle of the massage, and then I felt a different hand on my back (the friend's). She said to give it a test run, although I suspect another client had come in, and maybe a regular, so she subbed out. The new person had weaker pressure and was not as skilled as the main masseuse, and she frequently stopped. I was not having a great time then but thought to encourage her because she might be new to the gig.

Well, leading up to the flip, she made me get on all fours so she could stroke my shaft. As I was getting tired, she told me to flip over and take a rest. She left the room again (maybe four or five times in total; these people left the room) as my member was fully upright. She came back and immediately went to work; I tend to savor the moment, so I close my eyes and enjoy. She then guided my hands to her breasts and buttocks. I was fully in the moment when I felt another hand on my face; the main masseuse began joining in, giving me pecks and caressing my chest and everywhere else—an unexpected four hands. It was a great time for my last hurrah (please be real).

The only downside people may find is they use olive oil, I think.

Hello, this is an experience I had recently. I went and had my last hurrah a few weeks ago, so I thought I would be generous. I went to my favorite place—Jia Massage. I handed the usual hour fee and 0. 8 as a tip upfront; it will (hopefully) be the last time, so why not, right? It started off great because the massage by her is great most of the time, not the lazy whacking and calling it good. However, about halfway through is where something weird began happening.

I know this place is a one-person show, but then I heard a different voice. She says it is her friend helping out, and maybe I should meet her (I did not respond and did not fully understand what she meant). She then suddenly went out in the middle of the massage, and then I felt a different hand on my back (the friend's). She said to give it a test run, although I suspect another client had come in, and maybe a regular, so she subbed out. The new person had weaker pressure and was not as skilled as the main masseuse, and she frequently stopped. I was not having a great time then but thought to encourage her because she might be new to the gig.

Well, leading up to the flip, she made me get on all fours so she could stroke my shaft. As I was getting tired, she told me to flip over and take a rest. She left the room again (maybe four or five times in total; these people left the room) as my member was fully upright. She came back and immediately went to work; I tend to savor the moment, so I close my eyes and enjoy. She then guided my hands to her breasts and buttocks. I was fully in the moment when I felt another hand on my face; the main masseuse began joining in, giving me pecks and caressing my chest and everywhere else—an unexpected four hands. It was a great time for my last hurrah (please be real).

The only downside people may find is they use olive oil, I think.