Massage Parlor Reports

[Daocdude]

So after seeing a good review from this place decided to go ystrdy 40 at the door in walks a slim older asian girl starts with a massage and on the flip plays with Jr and says happy ending I say sure she says $ I say everything she said no only HJ. Refused she kept going at the end she gave me a HJ for 40 total 80 waste of time and money she said we don't offer FS.

Any good recommendations you guys can refer me too where I'm sure to get it all LOL would prefer latina thanks.

http://orangecounty.backpage.com/Fem...am-19/37299819

Really just walk upstairs! Sure it's in-and-out, but it's still a good burger there. Downstairs is HJ only.

[Raider121]

So after seeing a good review from this place decided to go ystrdy 40 at the door in walks a slim older asian girl starts with a massage and on the flip plays with Jr and says happy ending I say sure she says $ I say everything she said no only HJ. Refused she kept going at the end she gave me a HJ for 40 total 80 waste of time and money she said we don't offer FS.

Any good recommendations you guys can refer me too where I'm sure to get it all LOL would prefer latina thanks.

http://orangecounty.backpage.com/Fem...am-19/37299819

[Tonto2038]

http://callthecops.net/virgin-police...investigation/

Way too funnY!!

[Bronsonator]

Thanks for the info on Bio, will check it out.

[Sticker]

I noticed there was some discussion about where to find one since the demise of Jo Jie. Checked out Melody Spa on Ball road. Luck of the draw got me a cute 98 pound early 20's spinner type. She wore her winter outfit due to the weather, but she looked super cute with her boots. Went for a body to body massage session with no oil. She was super cute & light as a chair. But I am not sure she would want to be reviewed so I left out her name. Well, happy mongering folks & don't freeze your balls off in this weather.

SS, I'm curious about your b2 be session with Tinkerbell. I assume her winter outfit disappeared for the festivities, or did she keep the boots on for kicks? More importantly, did Tink spread her "wings," and was everything on the menu? (I've read that Cypress spas are more prone to Uncle LEO visits). Inquiring minds, and southern soldiers, wish to know.

[SlappySalami]

I noticed there was some discussion about where to find one since the demise of Jo Jie. Checked out Melody Spa on Ball road. Luck of the draw got me a cute 98 pound early 20's spinner type. She wore her winter outfit due to the weather, but she looked super cute with her boots. Went for a body to body massage session with no oil. She was super cute & light as a chair. But I am not sure she would want to be reviewed so I left out her name. Well, happy mongering folks & don't freeze your balls off in this weather.

[Sticker]

Really.

I also like that spot as well. It sure beats haggling a negotiation with your pants down too. Just more quality for your time.

Sticker, keep it up (both ways).

Thank you, fellow frolickers, and I hope the pleasure will soon be yours as well.

[Christophe1]

Now that's a fun read and will help me! Good job!!

Really.

I also like that spot as well. It sure beats haggling a negotiation with your pants down too. Just more quality for your time.

Sticker, keep it up (both ways).

[Tonto2038]

Greetings.

Although I'm semi-genuinely hurt that nobody came forward to suggest Jo Jie replacement trollops, I'm not one to wallow in self-pity. Au contraire, fellow adventurers, not only can I, and my buddy from southern regions, move forward independently, I can also share my discoveries in Technicolor.

Today, Saturday, was another window of opportunity for my sordid undertakings. My goal, as you may have read earlier, was to discover my OC Holy Grail: A young spinner with the mad skills of a seasoned MILF. I know they exist, as I have experienced them previously. But just not recently.

Armed with mubraps and packbage, I cross-referenced to the point I was blue in the balls. With a short list of three viable options, I braved the Seattle-like weather for OC's sin city, AKA Garden Grove. My first stop was my last stop: Golden Day Spa on Brookhurst. It was my first visit there, but I let the Korean mamasan think otherwise. And she was such a pleasant old gal, unlike some others I've encountered who are in dire need of a coffee enema.

Mamasan was happy to let me select my girl, and although there were only two on duty, I was grateful for her graciousness. Girl one was a woman, but not a girl, probably pushing 40. However, she was cute, personable and as she exited the doorway she exhibited a healthy apple bottom that caught the attention of me and my soldier down south. Girl two was probably early 30's, but she was rail thin. I like skinny girls with curves, T & A on a stick, but this one seemed to be all stick and no curves.

My MILF returned upon my request and introduced herself with a nice smooch followed by LFK, followed by DFK. An auspicious beginning to be sure. She breathed her name in my ear, perhaps Mina, but I think there was an extra syllable I missed.

Although the nice, clean room seem fully outfitted for a legit message, complete with ceiling bars to enable back walking, there was no pretense of massage on this encounter, nor did I request one. Nope, we were all over one another like a couple of lovers on a prison furlough. As I pulled her purple spandex tube dress up and off her eager bod, she dutifully dropped to her knees and finessed her tongue and lips in ways that required as much self-restraint as I could muster to avoid ending the festivities too soon. The BJ wasn't quite BBBJ, but with her tongue-pong on my balls and shaft sliding with those painted lips, it was nearly there. Once she reached the mushroom cap, that pink condom magically appeared from her inner cheek and she rolled it down on Sticker with unparalleled prowess.

This was getting too cool for school, so I pulled her up to her feet, engaged in some more tongue twisters, and then instructed her to lie down so that I could enjoy my just desserts. But instead of complying, she got up on the massage table, in perpendicular doggie-style, so that her Asian-defying round booty was winking at me.

Well, my friends, I'm not one to ignore prime-behind opportunities, so I buried my mug in her assmazing display. Her copper penny was hardly noticeable, more like an afterthought, which made for an even more intriguing bottom line. Just a friendly little fissure that demanded a good tongue lashing. And it just got better from there, FIV while DATO, and then flipping her over for the main dining experience.

Despite the fact that she is not a Millennial, she shaved her nani like one, and it is spectacular. I'm not a big fan of heavily laden meat curtains, so when I come across a camel toe as symmetrically restrained as hers, I could dine all day. And, given that she was hanging on to my ears for dear life as I consumed her, I think she would have liked that, too. Might I add that her hygiene was exemplary. Truly a taste sensation.

But time was running out, and there was work to be done. So it was DS for starters, then mish with her legs over my shoulders, then soft, romantic traditional mish with DFK, and then a P.S.E pullout, ditch the jimmy and decorate the titties. After toweling herself off, she cleaned me thoroughly, brought me mouthwash and water, dressed me, and kissed me like I was going off to war.

As I was leaving, my little love bird asked if I wanted a membership card. All she needed was my name and the last four digits of my phone number, which I happily gave her (although somehow I transposed them in the process). In doing so, after two visits, I get to skip the house fee on the third one. I'm impressed, and I'm also impressed that she didn't ask for the gift up front and was beaming with the Franklin she found on the nightstand.

I'm normally one of those guys who pushes the freeway speed limit with a constant eye on my rearview mirror, but upon driving home from Garden of Eden Grove, I had to hit the slow lane since I was so damned relaxed.

My goal this morning was to find an amazing young spinner. Guess what? I'm glad I didn't.

Now that's a fun read and will help me! Good job!!

[FunTrust]

Anyone know if Bio Spa in LF is strictly legit or worth trying? I usually prefer to stick to the AAMPs in Irvine, but I am going to be keeping close to South County this weekend and thought I try something a little more local.

Thanks.

Yes, little MILF spinner, good massage good time, nice girl. Very clean place, nice shower if you need it.

[LaidBack59]

Anyone know if Bio Spa in LF is strictly legit or worth trying? I usually prefer to stick to the AAMPs in Irvine, but I am going to be keeping close to South County this weekend and thought I try something a little more local.

Thanks.

This place is run by Kay / Kate who has been around the OC AMP scene for a very long time. It is very nice inside, and there are usually two girls. She is a very nice lady, gives a great massage and you will be very happy when you leave. It's definitely worth a visit. If you're looking for a young spinner to jump on, this isn't your place.

[Bronsonator]

Ahhhh, Stickler, a Fabler at heart. Well shared story, Mon. Ami.

[Sticker]

Greetings.

Although I'm semi-genuinely hurt that nobody came forward to suggest Jo Jie replacement trollops, I'm not one to wallow in self-pity. Au contraire, fellow adventurers, not only can I, and my buddy from southern regions, move forward independently, I can also share my discoveries in Technicolor.

Today, Saturday, was another window of opportunity for my sordid undertakings. My goal, as you may have read earlier, was to discover my OC Holy Grail: A young spinner with the mad skills of a seasoned MILF. I know they exist, as I have experienced them previously. But just not recently.

Armed with mubraps and packbage, I cross-referenced to the point I was blue in the balls. With a short list of three viable options, I braved the Seattle-like weather for OC's sin city, AKA Garden Grove. My first stop was my last stop: Golden Day Spa on Brookhurst. It was my first visit there, but I let the Korean mamasan think otherwise. And she was such a pleasant old gal, unlike some others I've encountered who are in dire need of a coffee enema.

Mamasan was happy to let me select my girl, and although there were only two on duty, I was grateful for her graciousness. Girl one was a woman, but not a girl, probably pushing 40. However, she was cute, personable and as she exited the doorway she exhibited a healthy apple bottom that caught the attention of me and my soldier down south. Girl two was probably early 30's, but she was rail thin. I like skinny girls with curves, T & A on a stick, but this one seemed to be all stick and no curves.

My MILF returned upon my request and introduced herself with a nice smooch followed by LFK, followed by DFK. An auspicious beginning to be sure. She breathed her name in my ear, perhaps Mina, but I think there was an extra syllable I missed.

Although the nice, clean room seem fully outfitted for a legit message, complete with ceiling bars to enable back walking, there was no pretense of massage on this encounter, nor did I request one. Nope, we were all over one another like a couple of lovers on a prison furlough. As I pulled her purple spandex tube dress up and off her eager bod, she dutifully dropped to her knees and finessed her tongue and lips in ways that required as much self-restraint as I could muster to avoid ending the festivities too soon. The BJ wasn't quite BBBJ, but with her tongue-pong on my balls and shaft sliding with those painted lips, it was nearly there. Once she reached the mushroom cap, that pink condom magically appeared from her inner cheek and she rolled it down on Sticker with unparalleled prowess.

This was getting too cool for school, so I pulled her up to her feet, engaged in some more tongue twisters, and then instructed her to lie down so that I could enjoy my just desserts. But instead of complying, she got up on the massage table, in perpendicular doggie-style, so that her Asian-defying round booty was winking at me.

Well, my friends, I'm not one to ignore prime-behind opportunities, so I buried my mug in her assmazing display. Her copper penny was hardly noticeable, more like an afterthought, which made for an even more intriguing bottom line. Just a friendly little fissure that demanded a good tongue lashing. And it just got better from there, FIV while DATO, and then flipping her over for the main dining experience.

Despite the fact that she is not a Millennial, she shaved her nani like one, and it is spectacular. I'm not a big fan of heavily laden meat curtains, so when I come across a camel toe as symmetrically restrained as hers, I could dine all day. And, given that she was hanging on to my ears for dear life as I consumed her, I think she would have liked that, too. Might I add that her hygiene was exemplary. Truly a taste sensation.

But time was running out, and there was work to be done. So it was DS for starters, then mish with her legs over my shoulders, then soft, romantic traditional mish with DFK, and then a P.S.E pullout, ditch the jimmy and decorate the titties. After toweling herself off, she cleaned me thoroughly, brought me mouthwash and water, dressed me, and kissed me like I was going off to war.

As I was leaving, my little love bird asked if I wanted a membership card. All she needed was my name and the last four digits of my phone number, which I happily gave her (although somehow I transposed them in the process). In doing so, after two visits, I get to skip the house fee on the third one. I'm impressed, and I'm also impressed that she didn't ask for the gift up front and was beaming with the Franklin she found on the nightstand.

I'm normally one of those guys who pushes the freeway speed limit with a constant eye on my rearview mirror, but upon driving home from Garden of Eden Grove, I had to hit the slow lane since I was so damned relaxed.

My goal this morning was to find an amazing young spinner. Guess what? I'm glad I didn't.

[Fistfirst]

Going back to the original post, it looks like he did see a Maneki-neko. But according to the Wiki on Hello Kitty, it is a spin on Maneki-neko. Both also have a strange resemblance to the Buddha.- ha!

In any event, I like my fantasy that these women aren't too far removed from the innocent times when they loved and collected cuddly little things. And my fantasy does bring them money and with it luck.

LOL dude has nothing to do with Hello Kitty! Man I almost busted up laughing at your comment.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maneki-neko

Anyhow...it's more for luck and making money...just symbolic.

[Joelaro]

A few months ago I would drive by and see a neon "open" sign in an abandoned medical building on Orange Ave just west of West Anaheim Medical Center (which by the way is a fucking piece of shit hospital where they steal $ from your grand-pa's wallet as he's having a heart attack). Anyways, let's just leave it at that.

This place is across the street from Twila Reid Park. It has been dark for a couple months, and recently I saw the light on. I did a search online and saw they were posting ads for "Peaceful Massage". Since its close by I decided to check it out. Its a very quiet area, and the walk of shame is not so bad because this parlour apparently is the only business in this building that is still open. (so much for Obunga-Bunga's economic recovery).

There were 2 girls in there, 1 was a petite spinner type and the other was a 28-32 yr old wearing a tight dress. I got the petite girl; she wore jean shorts with a red thong underneath and a white tank top & matching brassiere. I got the half hour for .35 and just let her do her routine. She did put in a little effort demonstrating the techniques she learned at Bryman school of massage, or Phoenix University or whatever, concentrating on my shoulder and neck. I asked her to go lower and do the glutes. She brushed up against my nut sack from behind, and then started touching my prostate as I caressed her ass. I requested boob access and she pulled her bra up as I unbuttoned her shorts. I felt a closely trimmed Bush and touched the outside of her moist little clit as I squirted. Overall a decent experience for .35 + .45 . I am sure if I choose to visit again more could be had.

I am an admitted lurker but been in the game since the 1960's. This is the worst place I have ever visited. Anticipating a fun time based on the above post, I plunked down $60 for an hour. Although my provider was pretty sexy and was wearing a very short, flimsy dress that barely covered her very pliable ass, her massage seemed more like my grandmother squeezing cantaloupes at the market. She rolled me over after about 10 minutes and started high-stakes negotiations that started north of 120. Since I only wanted a little manual pleasure, I countered with 40. She spent more time working her way down a dime at a time than she did on the preliminary massage. She very reluctantly accepted my firm offer but made me retrieve the stash from the clothes rack before she would proceed. I got what I paid for. Worst ever. With 45 minutes left to go on my hour, she swiped her hands over various parts of my body and did a lot of leg slapping that doesn't quite count as a massage. After about 40 minutes total time in the room, she wandered off to find a hot washcloth, wiped me off and left for good. I won't be back.