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vinylgroover
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I just had a long weekend, quite tiring from doing the get get down for most of the weekend followed by chest and arms on Monday night. I was feeling a little stiff and sore, so i thought i'd treat myself to a therapeutic massage.
I had a look through the local paper for an 'ethical' masseuse and called a girl who was advertising. I asked if she was ethical and she promised me she was, so i made a booking. Anyway, i get to her apartment after work and she has this decked out studio.
I got changed and i could see the glint in her eye when i walked in wearing a towell. I shed a few pounds after all the partying on the weekend and i was looking pretty sliced.
Anyway, after giving me a massage for a good half hour, she said how do you feel now. I said 'ok'. She said just ok. I said yeah, i don't know why but i can never seem to relax even when getting a massage.
With that she says, 'lie back down, on your back'. I said look i've really got to go, i'm not complaining or anything it's just me i find it hard to relax'. She said this won't take long. I lie back down and she takes the towell off and i'm like wtf. So i say, 'look i didn't come here for this'. She said 'i know, and i never do this, but you're a nice guy' (we had got to talking while she was massaging me). She applied cream to my cock and started waxing my lance.
I blew like the trade winds in about 5 minutes and covered myself, her and everything within a 2 metre radius.
Funny thing is, the massage did feel ok, not completely relaxing but ok, but after the hand job, i felt fucking fantastic.
And they say beware of a Greek baring gifts. I tell you, you women!
I had a look through the local paper for an 'ethical' masseuse and called a girl who was advertising. I asked if she was ethical and she promised me she was, so i made a booking. Anyway, i get to her apartment after work and she has this decked out studio.
I got changed and i could see the glint in her eye when i walked in wearing a towell. I shed a few pounds after all the partying on the weekend and i was looking pretty sliced.
Anyway, after giving me a massage for a good half hour, she said how do you feel now. I said 'ok'. She said just ok. I said yeah, i don't know why but i can never seem to relax even when getting a massage.
With that she says, 'lie back down, on your back'. I said look i've really got to go, i'm not complaining or anything it's just me i find it hard to relax'. She said this won't take long. I lie back down and she takes the towell off and i'm like wtf. So i say, 'look i didn't come here for this'. She said 'i know, and i never do this, but you're a nice guy' (we had got to talking while she was massaging me). She applied cream to my cock and started waxing my lance.
I blew like the trade winds in about 5 minutes and covered myself, her and everything within a 2 metre radius.
Funny thing is, the massage did feel ok, not completely relaxing but ok, but after the hand job, i felt fucking fantastic.
And they say beware of a Greek baring gifts. I tell you, you women!
To quote Hippity Hop: Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh 
