Needed a Sunday treat, so I decided to return to...
Needed a Sunday treat, so I decided to return to Unique Massage near the airport. Hadn’t been there in several years since my ATF Christine moved away. Previously it had an upscale feel, with attractive young Asians waiting in a common area. When I arrived this time, Luce was alone, sitting in the darkened common area watching tv. I should have left. I didn’t. Luce was a pushing 50, pudgy, flat chested, no butt matronly lady in a peasant dress. I opted for a half hour hoping she might provide a good time. I stripped while she got my change and climbed on the table face down. While she asked if I wanted soft, medium, or hard, she did nothing more than walk around me pushing here and there as she moved. There was no massage. And, there was no teasing. After 10 minutes or so she told me to flip. She pointed to the general, who’s about as particular as a rabbit in heat, and asked, OK? I nodded. She stripped off her dress and panties and grabbed a bottle of alcohol spray, cleaning her chest, crotch, and my hand. Then she oiled up the general, put her leg up on the table giving me total access to her hairy crotch, and started pumping away… just short of a jackhammer. You want boom, she asked. I didn’t respond but played with her clit. Soon she started grinding into my hand and stopped pumping. After she O’d, she offered boom boom again, but reminded me that we were close to time. I motioned for a BJ, but she said no. I then told her never mind, I was good. She cleaned me off and brought me a stubby bottle of water. I tipped her the HJ 40 and left. Won't be back.
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