Sometimes I wish I was a normal girl instead of a massage parlor whore. But after so many years of sexual deviation, I’m afraid a polite sex life would be so boring. I was trained from a young age to please men, as was my mama and grandmama. Lessons were given by an older male relative as directed by the matriarch of the family. I was taught to suck a cock but not like nice american girls. Oral sex to me included servicing the balls and asshole. I could take a cock to the hilt and lick the balls at the same time. Providing anal rimming and prostate massage were part of life as I practiced on my uncle. Now I am fully trained and running the massage parlor for my family.
When you walk into my parlor, you can expect a unique experience. I will gently wash your cock and balls as well as your ass. You may have an enema if you wish. I will then escort you to your room where lit candles and exotic oils smell heavenly. I’ll rub your muscles until you feel like butter, giving extra attention to your inner thighs and buttocks. If you’ve asked for prostate massage, I will allow oil to run down the cleft of your ass, flowing into your anal starfish. A touch of my finger will make your cock rock hard as I ease a slim digit inside. Slowly I will penetrate you, reaching for the prize, that sweet spot called the prostate. A small oiled hand on your cock as I massage your secret place will give you much pleasure as the pressure builds. Your prostate becomes hard and beats with your throbbing cock. Your balls grow tight. A moan escapes your lips as you gush helplessly on my table.
So, do you think you’re ready for an Asian massage?
The look of anticipation on your fave makes my pussy saturated. As I stick my tongue out I can see your cock flinch in your pants. Expecting for my tongue to slide up and down your cock, Wrong. I sit right in front you you. Literally inches from your face as I start to suck my index finger into my mouth. Licking up one side and down the other. Twirling my tongue right around the tip of my finger. Your cock is practically ready to bust out of your fucking jeans as I tease you with the capabilities of my tongue. I ask if you want to feel it on your fuck rod. You whimper to me with a pathetic ,yes. Instead I make you beg for it.
