External Link/Members Onlylast weekend, £50 massage plus £60 for B2B
My back was hurting and I couldn't get an appointment at the chiropractor, so decided to see if Ms Wang-kee could help!
Inspired by a couple of recent reviews
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https://www.ukpunting.com/index.php?topic=375965 I phone for a booking. Wandering along Gorgie Road there are various nail spas etc, and this could have been any one of them. As I approached I saw a female customer in the reception area talking to one of the staff, so wandered past before looping back 5 minutes later. This time the coast was clear. Unfortunately the shop is opposite a bus stop, so passengers waiting for a No 1 or a No 2 will get a good view of anyone entering!
On entry I was whisked through to the back by Ping, told to undress and lie on the table - she was finishing her lunch in a kitchen through a second door off the massage room (the shower is also in the kitchen!). She's early 30s, kindly face, friendly attitude and very chatty - great fun to be with. She played some music on an ipad that was a mixture of harps and birdsong. Her massage was firm and when I pointed out the knots in my lower back she attacked them with a degree of success. Worth the massage fee alone. But soon her hand was wandering for reach-unders which continued for some time, excellent edging. Gradually I raised my hips and eventually was on my knees... all this continued for 15 mins or so. Soon she asked me to I turn over and with her hand gently on my cock she gently inquired whether I wanted HJ for £30 or B2B for £60. Eyes bigger than my stomach, I chose the latter - my mistake.
She striped off, lay on top of me, nibbled my ears put her nipples in my mouth, ground her pussy on my stomach and grabbed my cock between her thighs. I wasn't inspired and was in danger of losing wood, so after 5 minutes I asked her to stand up and continue. Again she edged me superbly, with an occasional puff of breath on to my cock - sadly no danger of putting it in her mouth - and a finger gently probing my ass. The end was spectacular, one of my best, and she then went out to wash her hands. On her return she totally filled the remainder of the hour by massaging my feet, legs and chest. I wondered if she was going to stop.
Just before the end her plain-looking colleague in the neighbouring room (whom I could hear with her client) called her: the customer wanted to pay by card and Ping had the machine. Other than that, no interruptions. I took a shower and emerged from the cubicle to find Ping and her friend finishing their lunch! Only then did she ask for the money, £110. One misstep followed: she showed me a list of numbers on her phone and asked which was mine, so she could put my (punting) name against it for future reference... I politely declined! That aside, I emerged from the shop with a spring in my step - if the three old dears at the bus stop across the road knew what was going on, they didn't let it show!
Cyan Therapy has been open for 3 months. It's Ping's own business (she says she's been in the UK 5 years) and has put great care into getting it up and running - though she was irked that the shower cost her £4.5k. It's definitely worth a return, though personally I'd stick to the HJ - unless she can be persuaded to offer a BJ!
