Unexpectedly got some free time today after a meeting in Kew and was feeling a mixture of lazy and horny, so got hold of the Kiss receptionist, comms dead easy, all by text.
Confirmed what was on offer and booked the Body4Body massage with two assisted showers, hot oil and bodyslides for £200 with Lilly described as: 24, Polish, 32DD-26-36, size 8, 5'7", light blonde, blue eyes and Pearl, as per website: 21, Polish, 34B-25-36, size 8, 5'5", blonde, blue eyes.
I’ve not had many dodgy massages and have enjoyed brilliant, proper massage experiences at Tantric Massage London, reviewed here
https://www.ukpunting.com/index.php?topic=98872.msg1178945#msg1178945 https://www.ukpunting.com/index.php?topic=95518.msg1150504#msg1150504 and a slightly more raunchy massage from Thelma here
https://www.ukpunting.com/index.php?topic=115093.0 and a couple of highly forgettable ones.
This was a bit more cash that TML but offered two assisted showers which I understood to be soapy birds tossing me off twice in addition to the massage and the photos look suspiciously good so I reckoned lets go for it with a good chance it might turn out an anti-climax.
Let me tell you, this little enterprise is an absolutely first class service delivered with aplomb.
I texted my arrival at the postcode, basically North Ealing station and the receptionist called and talk/walked me to the premises, an unprepossessing block of flats and buzzed me in.
She greeted me, hot enough, blonde Polish girl in her late twenties, I’d have been more than happy with her doing the massage.
She showed me into the massage room where I was greeted by "Lilly" & "Pearl", more likely Katia & Ola, in lingerie, they look remarkably as described and I’m getting excited. They are charming, smiling and have a bit of banter.
The room is luxuriously [for a brothel in Ealing] decorated, warm with music playing and candles burning, a velvet studded chair for your clothes. The double bed is mounted on a frame, a blow up mattress on top, covered in a burgundy faux leather filled covering, a leather pillow with that massage paper towel stuff covering it. The bed has a black faux leather studded headboard, burgundy velvet curtains round it and a black and gold velvet canopy over it.
The girls undress, I’m suitable impressed, then leave the room with my cash and go run the shower as I undress then return and lead me to the shower room and tell me to stand in the middle. They join me, soap us all down with Palmolive shower gel which, as a Tom Ford user offends my senses but its slippery and we are all wet and as I grope them they proceed to use four hands to play with my cock and balls then toss me off, moaning quietly. I lasted no more than five minutes before shooting my first load.
We cleaned up and went to the massage room where they placed me on my front, covered us in warm oil and worked my back and legs with their hands, then knees, then tits, then full body slides, with reach unders then asked me to turn over.
The movements are pretty firm but if they have any more than a GCSE in rubbing a bloke erotically from Warsaw technical college I’d be surprised.
They did, however look fucking marvelous oiled and naked and proceeded to take turns body sliding on my front, getting close to a kissing position, breathing in my ear while I groped them, bodies, tits and arses, no pussy play at any stage and working my cock and balls.
They read me well and went one each side allowing me to put my arms around them, pull them close and grope their arses as they used all four hands to bring me off to an explosive second pop.
They cleaned up the jizz and we lay for a while, an arm around each girl, chatting and stroking each other until Lilly went off to run the second shower which was a clean up with plenty of mutual groping and cock play and if I had any left, probably a third shot. I managed a good semi but there was fuck all chance of a third spaff.
They slapped me on the arse and left me to finish my shower alone, then I dressed and they were waiting, in towels, with the receptionist with a tray of chocolates in the reception room. I kissed them on each cheek and with a sardonic look said “I think I’ve had enough sweetness for one day” as I left with a broad grin on my face.
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