Excellent massage with hand job
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Lucky is in her 30s, she is short with a cuddly figure. Her low-cut top showed off plumpish breasts and she has a mischievous glint in her eye. She is not the glamour-model type. I paid £40 for an hour, and was sent to room 2.
While I was undressing, she came in and immediately grabbed me in a cuddle, which was very pleasant indeed. Once lying on the massage bed, I explained that for a while I’d had muscle cramps in my leg. The back story of this is that I went to the doctor about it, who gave me Ibuprofen gel, which relieved the pain, but did nothing for the causes. Doubtless if I’d insisted he would have arranged an appointment with a physiotherapist with a twelve-week waiting list. But I came to Hua Hin instead.
She settled seriously to the task, and knew what she was doing. She spent at least half my time pummelling, stretching and generally sorting out that left leg. It felt good.
After that, though, she paid appropriate attention elsewhere. There was good massage around the bum and groin area and some slightly cheeky conversation. She wanted to know what my wife thought about me coming for a massage. Then she asked if I wanted more. I suspect a good deal would have been on the menu, but I opted for my usual hand job, which she provided with a smile, gently at first, then excitedly. Her (covered) bum was nicely within reach of my hand.
After that, she finished off by massaging my neck, and as I was dressing after I’d paid her £30 for the extra, she demonstrated some exercises I might do for my leg. She’s a nice lady. Several days later the leg is much improved. I know the emphasis of this report is different from the usual – but I thought it worth communicating.
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