Chinese Massage Barnsley RenKang Massage (google it)
07592 493684
Well, things never cease to amaze me. The shop I pass every other Saturday on the way to the theatre of footballing broken dreams and shattered hope , the shop called the ‘rebirth clinic’ , was not some sort of postnatal physiotherapy recovery suite but was actually a restorative parlour of palpable pleasure. Thanks to UKP for enlightening me.
Now as it happens I somehow recently found myself passing this ‘shop’ far too early for a 3pm kick off so I thought it would be rude not to investigate. That..and my back was aching from too much sitting around. Good excuse to myself. The door was open so I entered leaving the busy street outside, it didn’t feel like anyone around was particularly arsed that some bloke was entering the rebirth clinic, didn’t feel conspicuous, others might. If you’re lucky there’s meter ( or RINGGO )street parking nearly outside.
Anyways I was quickly met by two, in my view, good looking Asian women in their mid thirties, maybe forties, I dunno, hard to tell , just glad to be in the shop. Asked for an hour, paid £45 by card and was shown to a comfortable pleasant room with (huge plus) a shower in the room, no trapesing down a hallway passing Trev frum tarn on t’ way.
The lady who was going to massage me was good looking, slim, smiley, 5’6” maybe and smartly dressed with a hint of cleavage.
As I undressed to shower I calmly asked ‘do you offer any extras?’ and just as I did so I spotted a sign just over her left shoulder which read … “We do not offer any extras of a sexual kind so please do not embarrass us or yourself by asking “
Fuck !!!! Or not as the case may be.
She politely asked me to lie on the massage bed face down naked my my head in the milking hole.
So now I really didn’t know what to expect. Somehow this added to the excitement as I was thinking, will she? Won’t she? Tickle my arse as I pretend to readjust my pelvic position by thrusting my buttocks upwards to accidentally reveal my balls.
I got harder and harder which did lift my pelvis up like a car jack.
All the time I was actually receiving a very good massage all over.
Eventually I felt it, the glide of the finger between my bewtocks. She’s cracked I thought, couldn’t resist my alluring hairy arse seductively arching back and forth.
That’s when she asked me to turn over. I prised my head out of the hole and turned as quick and as seductively as a spit roasting kebab.
She saw my hard cock, smiled and cheekily asked would I like extras.
Bingo ! Yes please , body to body OWO and reverse oral for £70.
I was like a kid in a sweet shop as she undressed to reveal small natural boobs and a slim figure. She had a bush which I don’t normally prefer but I didn’t give two hoots. It was the nipples on the two hoots dangling over my face right now that was more pressing. Some very nice OWO then 69. I managed to find a really nice juicy pussy underneath the loft insulation. It was actually heavenly as I slurped sucked and licked away and she wanked and sucked my cock until I exploded. I don’t know where it went, mouth, face, body ? It was actually fabulous. All performed with a really nice nature, smile, technique. There was still time for a head massage and a freshen up shower.
All in all far better than I had hoped, a very satisfying time with a really nice attractive lady. Even got a kiss on the way out.
The only thing that could have dropped points (yes..apart from the Reds) was that I could occasionally hear passers by on the street, I took it as funny though. A pretty lady had my cock in her mouth while outside some bloke is shouting..’Dave…Dave …es tha gorra ticket fo’ car ?’
To think …. I once had a duo in the Shard hotel on the 34th floor.
Today was equally as fun and memorable for different reasons but a fraction of the cost.
It’s what you make it.
As I left the building I realised I had not even asked her name, how rude of me. Apologies to everyone wondering. I’ll get it next time I’m early for a game.
