Annual visit

Another trip to visit relatives in a neighboring state with access to a car and an opportunity to be off on my own fir a few hours. I finished my homework before I left. There's an art gallery at a college that's about 40 minutes away and the route takes me past the spa I visited last year. Good excuse, good time frame.

It's like deja vu; same street, same time of day. same beautiful weather. Knowing no one would recognize me, I boldly walked up to the entry in a building behind a busy doughnut shop. Same routine as mamasan takes me into a room and smiles when I say I have been there before. She takes my money and leaves me to undress. Knowing the culture of this massage parlor, I leave the tip visible on the table where a small lamp with its shade covered with a red cloth gave the room an earie brothel glow. There were full-sized mirrors mounted sideways on either side of the massage table. Asian string nusic on the boom box.

In walks a short and very cute asin woman with ovesized tits. Artificial, I know. She's wearing a red bikini and introduces herself as C. She thanks me for the tip and leads me to the table shower, giggling all the way. Good thing she is wearing the bikini, I can grope around a lot as she scrubs me down making sure I'm squeaky clean. We are getting along well. I can tell by her squeaky giggles.

This spa is definitely on the whorehouse end of the massage parlor scale. The massage was little more than stimulating my skin and getting my blood running in the right derection. She takes her bikini off and rubs herself all over my back. I must admit, for fake tits, hers feel pretty natural. Naturally, It doesn't take me long to approach full length. She asks me to turn over and and teases me into throbbing mode. She pulls a condom out of nowhere and puts it on with her mouth starting a slow blowjob.

It's a blur after that. She climbs on top of me for a while. The mirrors are great - a live porn show right there on the wall. You can even feel it! I offer to massage her and she giggles her approval. Of course I don't know shit about massaging, but I give it a try just to get my hands all over her slim little body. It's aso a way to get her ass up in the air for more live porn. By the time we try missionary, I am ready to blow. She makes it easier by doing a thing with her legs that I am all too familiar with.

She takes good care of me, cleaning me with a hot towel and laying another across my back. I could iie here forever. C helps me dress and I make my way for another cultural experience at the art gallery.