I was up in NW London so decided to dabble whilst in the area.
Called Acuherbs given it's recent mentions and was informed that Lulu was in.
External Link/Members OnlyThanks to gman28 and hawkzville for their reviews I was emboldened, whilst not expecting to be wowed by the packaging and forwarned of any odd behaviour by the mamasan.
https://www.ukpunting.com/index.php?topic=139562.msg3582620#msg3582620The shop is to the right of the station as you head towards the shopping centre and it is pretty exposed to patrons of neighbouring business, including a cafe, it also has a broad glass front with little to hide the view of the reception area.
The hallway to the "treatment" rooms is in full view.
There is a single shower in the toilet area at the end of the hallway so you will have to chance being seen should you want to use it.
I hadn't noted the entry fee for 1 hour mentioned in the reviews so was surprised it was 50 not 45 for a surburban dive so far out, should've downgraded to 30 mins, my bad.
The mamasan, 50-60s, was certainly someone I wouldn't want "doing" me, fortunately when I answered in the negative to her enquiries about pains and ailments I was not treated to any rhythmic beating or proding, just directed to one of the rooms towards the rear.
Lulu took a good few minutes to appear and I heard some unseemly but feminine hawking of phlegm from the rear of the premises before she did. She is indeed not a looker, a proper farmer's wife type in her latter 30s if not 40s. Round faced, friendly with a slightly clipped but slurred (yes an odd description) speech pattern that made her softly spoken English difficult to understand. Bright red, flouncy dress that was wholy inappropriate for a bonafide massage establishment and most other locations other than a 60s love-hotel or hula joint in Hong Kong. I'd peg her at 5'6" out of her heels, she was wearing some cloppy shoes. Didn't really clock her chebbage until she unveiled it later on but she's sporting B/Cs that are a little deflated. Her mid-riff is not so much fat as shapeless so she doesn't have a defined waist just soft, a bit wobbly and otherwise uniformly robust from chest to hips. Skin was a little clammy to the touch. Strong, toned calves and thighs with soft skin but you can tell she needs to shave them. Not much of an arse and what there was was a little loose and a trimmed bush that's growing out (again both only revealed later).
She mumbled something about "special massage" when I requested relaxing, which took a couple of attempts to register with her. She then proceeded to give me a pretty ineffective head massage for 5 mins which only just transitioned to light pressing of my back before I was about to prompt her to move on. She continued with this pressing down my body and legs and things only took a turn when I touched her calf with my hand. She lent in and whispered "massage now then extra". A couple more minute of this faffing before she started some rather pleasant feathery touches circuiting around my body and legs, which lasted perhaps a couple of mins before she whispered "extra?" before she shushed me as I replied, "body to body".
She barricaded the door with the chair (there was a latch in the door knob), before shedding her clothes. I was still face down and heard her oil up her body and then cover me in it too, as she pressed her boobs and body to me it all made contact at once so whilst I felt the weight of her boobs I almost simultaneously felt the weight of her belly too. It felt pleasant but you're conscious she's not that shapely. She slid up and huffed in my ear before trying to cleanse it with her tongue. I reached back and discovered she'd kept her knickers on so after a couple of tugs at their band she dismounted to remove them, with perhaps a little huff of reluctance.
Whilst in FDM her sliding was more weighty than sensual but pleasant nonetheless. Her touch is quite sensual though when she's not supporting her weight. She also lightly and encouragingly nudged my sack by placing her knee carefully between my legs as she slid.
In FUM she came on with more oil into my crotch and nurtured my erection with some pleasant handling, stroking long and swirling the knob in a gentle but assured grip. She didn't seem that keen on having her puss played with as she didn't really offer access and when contact was made with her clit she kept recoiling like I'd electrocuted her.
She didn't engage in any kissing and I wasn't fortunate to be offered her OWO either, nor did she want RO.
So not a lot going for this encounter. She did however persevere in a protracted tugging that got a bit too deliberate and almost uncomfortable before hauling an unload out of me which she then "cleaned" by rubbing it around my body with sections of tissue from the table.
I opted for a shower to get cleaned up, she used the sink in the room to clean her torso and armpits.
I was offered a towel barely large enough to wrap around me and as I stepped into the hallway with some clothes for added coverage I saw that some random, skinny weirdo was now sitting on the bench outside the shop looking straight down the corridor, said weirdo was wearing a cloth face mask, shades and a cap with 3 plastic bags beside him for company.
The shower water temp was temperamental but thankfully never too cold for too long. Shower was clean but no soap, so used the anti-bac hand soap from the sink.
Dried, dressed and gave her 40 before exiting. Time check after I exited showed I'd probably been shorted 5-10 mins from the massage hour considering the wait to start and how long it took to clean up.
Said weirdo was still there 10 mins later when I walked past after browsing for a second punt to make up for the lack of action with Lulu.
The lack of oral doesn't count against her and despite some of her shyings and shirkings she had some useful skill and attention to the job so a disappointing meh. Not going to be going back to see if Hawkzville's experience can be replicated.
