It was my second visit to my local Asian massage parlor; the first was memorable too. It was clean, smelled nice, and had soothing music playing. I told my lovely Taiwanese masseuse that I wanted the $50.00 half hour session, at least to start.

She did a workmanlike job on my shoulders, back, butt and legs, and when she turned me over, she asked if I’d like a happy ending. I told her I would and asked her to take her top off. She agreed but said that’s an extra charge. I agreed and her perky Asian twins popped out of her black bra. I caressed them as she stroked my well-oiled cock.

She was amazingly expert. I don’t jack myself off as well as she did and since I didn’t have much reason to last too long, I didn’t. She cleaned me up nicely with warm moist towels. Very nice.

On my second visit, she recognized me immediately and asked how long I wanted. I put $150.00 in her hand at told her half an hour. When she finished the massage and turned me over, she again asked if I’d like her to remove her bra. I told her yes, please, but that I also wanted her to sit on my face this time. She liked this idea, scampered out of her black lace panties, climbed on the table, and held her pretty Chinese love slit just within range of my hungry tongue.

She sighed as I licked her and they didn’t sound fake. She must have really been enjoying herself as I was throwing off her hand game quite a bit. The first time she had perfect full strokes. This time she was a little too low, then a little too high and her grip wasn’t as good. She seemed a bit startled when I fingered her little butthole, so I didn’t spend much time with it.

Now I’ve got her whole pussy in my mouth and she’s whimpering as she’s jerking me off. She may have even cum a bit, but it was hard to tell. When I finally blew all over her hand, she moaned, pushed her clit into my mouth, and I tounged it until she came.

She cleaned me up and I tipped her a little extra.