Excellent massage and hand job - I will go back
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I booked in the morning for a 12pm appointment. I parked at King's Cross and walked across a busy road to the front door, which was locked, but only took a few seconds to open.
I told her I had booked an hour and she informed me she would do the massage, as no one else was working. I was led to a dim, relaxing room with soft music playing and oils burning. She told me to strip and left me there to remove my clothes and get on the bed. She came in and proceeded to give me an excellent massage - especially on my back - and I could have fallen asleep. The only problem was she had a hard spot on one of her fingers that took me out of my bliss everytime it scraped along my skin. There was plenty of contact with my cock and arse which was welcome.
After about 40 minutes she asked if I would like any extras - hand job for £20, extra £10 for topless and £60 for body-to-body. Not having enough for a body-to-body, I opted for the topless hand job and she warned me that she had small boobs, which I quite like. She took her top down and I sucked on her breasts as she skillfully brought me to a climax over my stomach.
I was happy with the session as she cleaned me up, and she finished the session with an absolutey amazing head massage, which really made my day. I was left to dress in my own time, not feeling rushed at all. After leaving the room and handing her the money, she gave me a hug and a kiss telling me to come see her again. She is not the best looking woman, but I would go again for the service. The only problem with the location is the location in King's Cross which can be very busy, especially if you use the other businesses in the area. If that doesn't bother you I highly recommend this location and can see myself going back.
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