Fantastic massage with a happy ending
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As a man with a recently-found thing for Oriental ladies - and knowing that I would be passing through Doncaster - I decided to search the internet to see what was available along Thai/Chinese offerings. Having read a couple of promising reviews, I opted to visit the Chinese Happy Massage Centre which was fairly easy to find with a trusty sat-nav.
The building is perhaps not what you would expect, with a fairly large glass frontage and not set back from the pavement. On entering through the front door (push hard, as the sign says) I was into an empty reception area with a desk. Suddenly, two fairly mature oriental ladies appeared from rooms on either side of the reception area, neither of which I would describe as attractive or overly friendly - and both were dressed in fairly normal clothing.
"Massage?", one of them uttered. "Er, yes please", was my response. I was ushered to go with one of them into one of the rooms to the side. Once I was in there (it was fairly dark), she asked the usual "how long you like?" question. "One hour please", I replied and paid her the £40.
Expectations lowered, off came my clothes and onto the massage table I jumped, face down and with her still fully clothed. What followed was the best massage I have ever had - thirty minutes of stunning technique, with minimal oil from neck to toe. Moves that had me quivering with anticipation and almost begging her to stop/start every couple of minutes. It was fairly clear that something else would likely follow, with particular attention paid to my bottom and the odd brush of my ball sack.
"Turn over", soon followed and after a quick rub of the front of my legs, the proposition came. Pointing to my member, she said: "you like me to?". "Yes!", I replied.
Two options were given - £20 for a simple happy ending, or £40 for happy ending and her fully naked. I went for the second, and off came her clothes to reveal a slim, well-kept body. Her first few strokes had me hard and I was soon invited to touch and play with her - boob-grabbing, nipple-sucking and kissing with tongues. Although she never presented her pussy, I was able to slip a finger or two in from behind.
She brought me close a few times, but stopped at my request before fifty-five minutes in (and I have to point out here, a mention of time by her) I shot my big load.
I put my clothes on and ushered back out into reception, where a local lady was waiting - so it is obviously also seen as a genuine massage therapy place. Just hope she didn't hear my orgasmic moves!
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