Massage Parlours Crockham Heath RG20

When I walked into the massage parlour, I could tell that it was going to be a special experience. The lobby was decorated with a luxurious, yet tasteful, style. It was obvious that the owner had spared no expense in making this place a haven for those seeking relaxation and sexual release.

I was greeted by a beautiful young woman who led me to a private room. She instructed me to disrobe and lie down on the table. I did as she asked, feeling a bit nervous and excited at the same time.

She began the massage by gently rubbing my back. I could feel the tension begin to melt away under her skilled touch. She worked her way down to my buttocks, kneading them firmly. I moaned softly as she increased the pressure, her hands seemingly molding my flesh.

Suddenly, I felt her warm breath on my ear as she whispered, “Would you like me to continue the massage with my mouth?” I could feel my cheeks flush with arousal and nodded my head.

I moaned louder as she took one of my buttocks into her mouth, suckling and licking it. Her tongue explored every inch of my flesh, driving me wild with desire. I writhed on the table, my hands gripping the sheets as she brought me closer and closer to the edge.

Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore and I came, crying out as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through my body. She licked her lips as she rose from between my legs, a satisfied grin on her face.

I quickly dressed and made my way back to the lobby, my body still humming with pleasure. I knew I would be back, again and again, to indulge in the sensual pleasures that this massage parlour had to offer.