Massage Parlours Backford Cross CH66
It was late in the evening when I first heard about the massage parlours of Backford Cross in CH66. I’d driven through the small town dozens of times before, but had never noticed the assortment of inviting little storefronts along the winding main street. On a whim, I decided to check the place out. I never expected to discover such a hidden gem.
The first massage parlour I found was called the Evergreen Spa, and it was full of pleasant scents and soft lights. Quiet, peaceful jazz music drifted out from the parlour as I approached. I was met at the entrance by a friendly, middle-aged woman in a white labcoat – the establishment’s proprietor. After introducing herself, she guided me through the massage parlor, telling me about the different services and packages they offered.
The variety was impressive and the prices were quite reasonable. I opted for a ninety-minute Swedish massage with a hot oil body scrub and a therapeutic neck and shoulder massage. As I stepped into a dimly lit private massage room, I was hit by the invigorating aromas of maybe rosemary and lavender – an olfactory assault that left me feeling fully relaxed in less than a minute.
The massage was simply excellent. The friendly masseuse performed the movements with surgical-like precision and deftness. She knew exactly the right moves and pressure points to ensure the highest level of comfort and pleasure. I could feel the tension and stress in my back and neck melting away with each gentle stroke.
At the end of the massage, she asked if I wanted anything else. I figured why not, and asked for a handjob. We agreed on a price and she quickly got to work. She gently caressed my shaft and massaged my balls for a few minutes before slowly wrapping her warm hand around the base of my penis. Her hand moved up and down in a smoothly sensual rhythm, getting faster and more pleasurable with each pass. When I felt I was about to reach my climax, she pulled away, rewarding me with the pleasure of anticipation with her teasing.
Suddenly, when I was on the verge of exploding, she stopped, shaking her head and smiling slyly. I begged her to finish me off, and she agreed, pressing her hand firmly and firmly again into my shaft. This time, my pleasure reached new heights, and I erupted into a climactic convulsion of pure pleasure as her hand did its work.
After the massage, I was on a blissful high and I couldn’t wait to come back to the parlours. I returned to Backford Cross every weekend for the next several months, enjoying different services and meeting masseuses. Every time I felt amazing and walked away feeling completely relaxed and content.
Today, Massage Parlours Backford Cross CH66 is my happy place and I truly enjoy every moment I spend there. The atmosphere is calming and the masseuses are always friendly and professional. No matter what type of massage I’m looking for, I know I can find it here.