Massage Parlours Amersham Old Town HP7

It was a beautiful Monday afternoon in the small town of Amersham Old Town in HP7. The sun was just beginning to set and the summer breeze was beginning to make it feel a little cooler. I had been driving around for a while, trying to find something to do to pass the time, when I stumbled upon a massage parlour. I had heard of massage parlours before but had never before been to one so I was filled with curiosity.

I parked my car and walked towards the entrance of the massage parlour. As I approached the door I could see that the building was bigger than I had initially thought and my curiosity grew. I had no idea what to expect, and my nervousness was growing. I managed to compose myself enough to push open the door, and I was instantly hit with the pleasant scent of oils and lotions within the building.

Inside, I was greeted by a friendly receptionist. She was wearing a conservative blue dress and had a pleasant smile on her face. I told her that I wanted a massage and she directed me towards the back of the parlour. As I made my way through the corridors, I could see a number of massage rooms and women in various states of undress offering discrete pleasures.

I was then shown to a massage room at the back of the building. Inside was a gorgeous blonde woman with an incredible body. She told me her name was Rachel and I was immediately captivated by her mesmerizing beauty. She instructed me to undress and explained that she would be giving me a traditional Swedish massage.

I followed Rachel’s instructions, removing my clothes and lying down on the massage table. Rachel then began to work her magic, massaging my body with her delicate hands and gentle caress. Rachel worked her way up and down my body, using long strokes to relax my muscles, and applying pressure to my tense areas. The feeling was incredible and I felt myself becoming increasingly aroused.

Rachel then moved down to my legs and feet, giving them a truly considerable massage. I lay there enjoying the sensation of her expert hands. Eventually, Rachel moved up to my hips, chest, and shoulders. As her hands continued to work my body, I eventually found myself becoming more aroused and my breath became short.

I tried to contain my arousal as best as I could, but I could no longer ignore the desire I felt for Rachel. It seemed as if my body was responding to her touch, begging for more contact. I found myself reaching out to her, stroking her smooth skin and exploring her body.

Rachel welcomed my touch, and soon we were both naked and exploring each other’s bodies in the massage room. We kissed passionately and explored each other’s depths. Soon, I felt Rachel was ready to take things further and I turned her onto her back and entered her. We made love for what felt like hours, experiencing intense pleasure until the massage parlour had to close.

Our session was over, but the experience left an indelible mark on my memory. I had never experienced such an intense connection with someone before, and my body still tingled with pleasure from the massage. I wanted to return to the massage parlour and experience the same thing again, but I knew that nothing could ever be quite as good as it had been the first time.