Headed over to the LMP in La Puente on Saturday afternoon that Dildo Baggens reported about a few posts further down in this thread. Overall it was a pretty excellent session "on paper", but jaded as I am, it left me cold due primarily to the failure of looks and enthusiasm of the provider (not the same "Leslie" who Baggens sampled on a Monday).
I walked in to a typical setup in a tiny stand alone building that is the only commercial business on a residential street, but right behind the stores fronting Amar. Nobody behind the glass so I took the time to look through a glossy brochure they were distributing along with glossy business cards. This place has invested to put up a legit "beauty business" front. The services described in this brochure were not anything that any heterosexual male would ever have heard of.
In contrast to legit front, now comes a thick dye blonde latina in her late 30's or possibly older, and she's dressed like a 3rd tier Adelita Bar * in Tijuana's zona norte. Not attractive at all in her slutwear. Much older and bigger than I like 'them. Her face was not bad at all. She would have been a hottie 10 years ago. I was going to go through with this, but hoped she would not be my provider.
Of course she was, and led me to the same trippy treatment room desecrated by Baggens a few days earlier. As he described, they have a regular massage table and next to it, is a futuristic psychedelically lighted contraption that apparently is a "sauna table". You lay down, they lower a glass or clear plastic bubble over you, and the thing kicks into a steam treatment and who knows what else. This thing must have cost a small fortune. So more investment in making this tiny little hole in the wall appear to be a legit spa.
The mujer enters and she's lacking enthusiasm, but is perfectly nice. I truly don't even remember her name and she didn't offer it without my asking and never asked for mine. She started rubbing lotion on my back and legs. Avoiding my ass. To my surprise, she was a skilled masseuse. Rare in LMPs and in FS places in general. After a few minutes of a pretty good back rub, she applies a machine to my back to continue the massage. You find these only in LMPs. How odd that the Mexicanas are way more "technological" than the asians when it comes to MP equipment. I told her to find the off button on the machine and resume with her hands since she knew how to use them. In other LMPs I assumed they use the machine because their own massage skills are so lame.
After a good massage of my back and legs she tells me to turn over. Of course she was a little nervous not knowing me but I had played everything correctly getting naked, fondling her thighs and ass underneath her skimpy * skirt, and dropping enough hints. So I was surprised that I had to request that she not leave my butt out of the party and get that big boy massaged before I flip. That apparently was this request that released the magic. She gave me an intensely great butt massage and then got in between the thighs and started working the package for the first time.
I flipped and she poured lotion on my legs and package and proceeded to one of the best package teases and HJs I've had. Another unusual aspect coming from a Latina. Most latinas (I've had a few hundred latinas in my life) think of HJ as they do milking a cow, and most have little consciousness of the pleasure potential of the rest of the package. So I was quite surprised with this mujer's ability to drive me crazy with a teasing full package approach.
I began to massage her panocha under her dress and G-String, and she took the clue and got naked. Now another pleasant surprise. She had a premium natural rack. Some really firm and powerful sisters that could probably knock you unconscious if she used them as a weapon. They were topped with perfectly beautiful pezones to suck and admire visually. I gently caressed her panochita and was surprised that she was quite wet and over time, she got wetter and wetter. Later on I realized this was probably perspiration as she was perspiring all over quite freely and talking about how warm the room was. The room wasn't so warm. My guess is she's discovering the warming aspect of menopause.
She's also attempting a serious prostate massage. I've only had a few of these and didn't find them particularly enjoyable, except sometimes in concert with a good BJ or sack massage or HJ. By themselves though, they don't feel any different than the examination I receive from my doctor. On the other hand, pressure on the prostate exerted externally from the perineum works quite fantastically to create that male "g-spot" sensation.
Now I can feel her placing the condom and beginning a decent CBJ. Since she's a big gal and I'm a big boy, I'm not very optimistic that banging her on this flimsy massage table is going to be the best option. So when she comes up for air I tell her that I'd like to finish with a BBBJCIM. She recoils. Not in horror but she's just surprised. I look into her eyes and say that I know she can do it. She now brings up dinero for the first time. Generally I'll tip. 6 for a CBJ, but have no problem going to. 8 for a good BBBJCIM. I offer the. 6 knowing she'll want more and she does. I release my best offer of. 8, and she gives me a look of dissatisfaction, but she knows this will be her maximum earnings and goes for it. The BJ like the rest of her service menu is very well done, but she spits immediately between my legs when I finish. Cleans me up with an alcohol soaked towel, then a hot towel.
In short, service was pretty damn good but her appearance overall and GFE was lacking.
She tells me that this place is like a few other LMPs I've been to in that they rotate the girls almost daily. She's there only on weekends and Baggens's chica is there only on Monday. So the selection is going to vary day to day along with the quality of service.
