– All other parlours are ruined for me now –
I’ve been eyeing off a session at BODYROTIC for a while now but the (comparatively) higher prices have put me off in the past. But it’s the end of the year and I thought I’d treat myself. I turned up late one evening just before Christmas and met several stunning masseuses, Layla was the most outgoing and was very attractive, so it was a no brainer. Settled the finances and then she lead me upstairs into the room. I was already in heaven watching her pert little bum wiggle up the stairs. As it was my first time at BODYROTIC I was surprised at how huge and decked out the room was.
I had a quick shower and as I waited for Layla to enter again, I eagerly eyed off the milking table style set up they have going on. Once she returned I laid on the table, sticking my face and junk through the holes… From what I can see Layla is experienced at this and could tell that it was my first time at BODYROTIC. We shared a laugh at how confronting it was seeing my junk sticking through the hole in the mirror below the bed and then she got to work.
Part 1 was slow and sensual, not a real massage per se but a warm up for what was to come… lots of teasing touches and nails running down my back as she strategically manoeuvred herself so I could get a glimpse of her undercarriage in the mirror as she worked her way around my body. The small talk was great, although I had to explain to her that as her hands wandered closer to my nether regions and stayed there longer and longer that my mind was going completely blank so I could barely answer her questions. She took this as a sign to kick things up a notch, and I was not disappointed.
After lots of tackle tickling with the oil… Layla slid under the table… what a view… as she slowly stroked me through the hole…
I was in another world entirely when she asked me to flip over (let’s be real at this stage if she had asked me to jump off a cliff I would have done it) but I’m glad that I snapped out of it because she put on an incredible show… I thoroughly enjoyed the view.
It was absolute heaven as she picked up the pace… WOW… … …
Layla hopped in the shower and I slowly came too again, before I jumped in and the small talk resumed as she cleaned up the room.
As I said in the title, I don’t know how I can go back to the cheap Asian parlours after an experience like this. I’m going to need to rethink my whole punting strategy and prioritise quality over quantity.
I will 110% be back for sure, maybe not to visit Layla but only because the other masseuses on offer seem too damn tempting
B
(excerpt of a review on punterplanet.com)
