Massage Parlours Claypit Hill CB23

The sun was just beginning to set as Michael pulled his car into the parking lot of the massage parlour on Claypit Hill. He had been wanting to try out a massage parlour for a while, but the thought of it had always filled him with a kind of nervous excitement. That night, he had finally decided to take the plunge and see what it was like.

Michael stepped out of his car and took a deep breath of the fresh evening air. He could see the lights of the massage parlour glowing in the darkness, beckoning him to come inside. He took another deep breath and walked towards the entrance.

Inside, the atmosphere was surprisingly calm and relaxed. It was a far cry from the kind of atmosphere he had expected. Music was playing softly in the background and there was a soft, soothing scent of incense in the air.

The receptionist greeted him warmly and asked him to fill out a form to determine what kind of massage he wanted. He quickly filled out the form, deciding to go for the full body massage. The receptionist handed him a key and told him to go to the room indicated.

Michael went to the room, taking a moment to admire the decor. Soft, muted colors and soothing music set the tone for a relaxing experience. He slipped off his shirt and pants and lay down on the massage table.

He closed his eyes as a masseur entered the room and began to work on his body. The massage was incredibly relaxing, lulling him into a deep, peaceful state of relaxation. He found himself becoming increasingly aroused as the massage progressed.

The masseur seemed to sense this and began to focus on certain areas of his body, massaging them in a way that sent jolts of pleasure coursing through him. His breathing became deeper as his arousal grew.

He moaned softly as the masseur increased the intensity of the massage, their hands kneading and caressing his skin in ways he had never experienced before. He felt a wave of pleasure washing over him as the masseur moved to the area between his legs, their hands seemingly knowing exactly what to do to bring him to the brink of pleasure.

As his orgasm began to build, the masseur increased the intensity even further, pushing him closer and closer to the edge until he felt himself falling over it. He lay there afterwards in a blissful state, totally and utterly relaxed.

After a few moments, the masseur cleaned up and left the room. Michael put his clothes back on and left the massage parlour, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction and relaxation that stayed with him for the rest of the night.

The experience had been even better than he had expected, and he knew he would be coming back soon. Massage parlours were definitely a great way to get some relaxation and pleasure.

He thanked the receptionist and walked back out into the night, already knowing that he would be back soon in search of more relaxation and pleasure.