External Link/Members OnlyThis is a mix of two recent visits to Lucy over the past month. It is long because I have enjoyed dwelling on the moments as I have written.
The first time I rang and spoke to her on a Saturday for a Monday morning appointment. She doesn't work on Sunday and I didn't want to disturb her. She texted me Sunday evening to confirm. The second time I texted on Sunday, again for a Monday morning. No problems at all.
There is ample safe parking in her street. I texted her to tell her I was on my way from the car. The second time I was waiting at the door for two full minutes before she opened it (I was 3-4 minutes early). I know some people don't like standing at a door but it doesn't bother me.
She opened the door and invited me in. She was short and thin, and wearing a black tight fitting dress with a full length zipper down the front. It was zipped up to the bottom of her pink bra and gaped open, reavealing an unobstructed view of her cleavage. There could be no doubt that more than a straight forward massage was available. Although it was difficult to look away from her wonderful ample breasts, I noticed she had short blond hair perfectly arranged. I suspected a wig but I'm not sure.
She had me sanitize my hands, took my temperature, and also take off my shoes. She has a gentle, friendly cocker spaniel that came to say hello. I then followed her upstairs to the small box room where the massage took place.
The first time she asked me, in the short matter of fact manner of East Europeans, what kind of massage I wanted. I said a sensual one. She said, 'OK ?70, if you want prostrate, ?80'. It was almost curt. But probably just the second language and accent. I gave her ?70.
She indicated where to put my clothes and I started to undress. I enjoy undressing in front of the masseuse. I must have an exhibitionist streak. It adds to the fun for me. As I moved on to the table she said 'now is your time to relax', in a very friendly way. This happened on both occasions and was lovely to hear.
She placed a towel over me and started massaging my calves. She quickly moved up to my legs. The towel was soon removed. Within 5 mins max of starting, she touched my clock saying 'hello big boy'. She continued up my back and then I had the delightful feeling of her naked breasts against my back as she lay over me. I had not realised that she had stripped. It was repeated many times and each time just as delightful. She often moved to my head and lowered her breasts into my head and neck. Lots of times her huge breasts brushed down against my cheeks. They are her best asset and she makes the most of them.
She carried on a relaxing massage, occasionally firmer on my shoulders. She kept returning to my clock and balls, mixed with credit card swipes. She also kept up the breast caresses. It lasted half an hour and and was delightful. Basically a half hour tease.
She asked me to turn and for the first time I saw those huge breasts. A previous review called them pendulous and that is right. They are huge. Her nipples are gorgeous, large areolae and large prominent nipples. They are beautifully placed on her breasts. As a young woman they must have been utterly stunning and perfect, but at her age hang low. I eventually noticed she had on a pink thong and pink suspenders.
She continued on my front. Sometimes standing at my feet and running her hands up my legs to either side of my hard cock. As she moved past my feet her breasts brushed noticeably against my feet. Another little treat.
She also stood behind my head lowering her breasts into my face.
Then her hands ran over my cock and started my hand job. The first time I asked could I touch her. She said touching her boobs was fine. The second time I kissed and sucked. She even moved closer to my mouth and stood leaning into me somewhat. After all the teasing and the touching her breasts, I didn't last long. Both times I had an intense orgasm. She then cleaned me up. Phew!
As the sexual intensity subsided I began to look at her in a more objective way. For the first time I started to think about her age. She is certainly in her 60s. Probably late 60s. I noticed she had an older woman's posture, bottom and arms.
She placed a towel over me from waist down, with another towel tucked over my feet. Lovely and cosy. She then got dressed.
I had about 20 minutes left. She gave me a head massages which I have to say are the best head massages I have had by a clear mile.
She doesn't move her fingers much but the pressure is wonderful. She occasionally runs her hands down your chest lowering her breasts into your face again but this time with her dress on. Shame really.
Both times I was so relaxed that I nodded off. The remaining time flew by.
At the end as she took the towels off she said goodbye to my cock.
I was so relaxed that the second time that I nearly fell over when I stood.
As we said goodbye at the door, the first time she hinted more might be available next time. The second time more was available (a little), and she hugged me and thanked me for returning. A very nice touch.
Would I return? Well I already have and will again.
