I recently saw Sunny at Muang Spa in Sheffield:
External Link/Members Only. She has had a few positive write-ups on here already, and mine will (just) fall into that category as well.
Comms were easy: booking made 15 minutes prior to me arriving on the doorstep of the empty salon. Had been told there were three other masseuses available, namely Ning, Maithai and Apple. Had picked Sunny based on reviews by UKP brethren, and I'm certainly glad I didn't book Apple, who I met at the front desk as well, and who to my mind is quite unattractive. Where Sunny is probably 33-35, Apple is probably a decade older and a couple of dress sizes bigger than Sunny's estimated 6-8. Apple is also a bit taller, which is unsurprising as Sunny is only about 4'10. Facially, Sunny is reasonably nice; not a stunner I would say, but nevertheless a bit better than average.
Anyway, £40 handed over and led upstairs by Sunny to a pretty spacious room. The two beds in there looked fine, and I liked the fact that there was a shower in the room, but there was a smell of mould, and a quick look at the ceiling proved that wasn't just my imagination.
Got undressed in Sunny's presence (never a problem for me) and laid down on one of the beds. Sunny spent the first 10-15 minutes massaging me without oil, which was quite long compared to what I've experienced elsewhere, but that's just an observation; not a criticism. She spent most of that time on the bed, sat in between my legs, often using her very slight bodyweight.
Convo was light and breezy, with lots of nice laughs from Sunny. I steered it in a naughty direction a few times, to set the tone for what I wanted in the end. Sunny used hot oil on me and went through an adequate but not amazing massage routine. If you want it hard she may be able to deliver, but it doesn't appear to be her natural mode. Fine by me, as I'm a bit of a wimp.
I sent out positive signals every time she got near and in fact touched the crown jewels, again in a bid to make my expectations clear.
Following the turn-over, and some oily massage of legs and chest, the casual question whether I wanted "this" done as well, with oil dripping on my cock, was of course answered affirmatively. Nothing was said about extra cost, which is how I like it. Sunny took her time, but that's probably the best thing I can say about her HR. Her technique is pretty basic, and she doesn't seem to know many ways to mix things up. Nevertheless, that combined with me touching her ass (over her clothes) and boobs (looked bigger than I think they are without push-up bra; probably just an A-cup; certainly no more than a B) led to the inevitable. Sunny cleaned me up, finished with a bit of head and neck massage, then ran a hot shower for me.
We chatted a little more while I dried myself and got dressed, I handed her £20, and that was that.
Would I go back? Hm, I find it surprisingly hard to find slim, decent looking HE masseuses under the age of 40 so in that respect perhaps I might, but although overall this punt edges into the green bracket the rudimentary HJ technique means I am certainly in no great rush.
