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Located on Chapman just east of I-5 (big neon "I Massage" sign you can't miss). There's a parking lot but it was already 3/4 full by early morning. Holding area is decent (couch even). Sanni greeted me and showed me to the room. She offered 1/2 hour only, apparently because they were pretty busy, even though I got there just a few minutes after it opened. I took it, but that should have been my cue to bounce. I don't know if this visit was a disaster or sitcom episode. Maybe both.
Decided to see Sanni based on her reviews. Aside from the hhr only thing, it started out okay. Sanni is very cute, speaks English pretty well, and was a polite hostess. Started out fine and the dry massage was pretty good. Then the hilarity ensues.
Doorbell rings, and Sanni just stops and leaves to answer it. I hear her talking to and taking the guy to a room, some quick chit-chat, then hear her go to another room, a little more chit-chat, then yet another room, more chit-chat. Doorbell rings so much more while this is happening that it sounds like Sunday mass. I look at the monitor and see one dude wait awhile, then leave, another one come in, and another leave a few minutes later. Sanni is still MIA. This goes on for close to 30 minutes, so I get dressed and am ready to walk. Sure enough, Sanni comes in right then and apologizes all over the place, explaining she's all by herself because MMS and the other girls are all in the same car and stuck in traffic. I strip, lay down, and she is just about to resume when she hears someone come in. Then she leaves again ... leaving the door wide open! This time she's talking to another girl who's arrived, and they both sound panicked. I get up and close the door and argue with my wood about leaving. The harder head prevailed.
She comes back in, more profuse apologies and basically starts the massage all over again. She's not watching the clock but is rushing the massage. Asks me to flip, plays the piano around my junk, apologizing again and promising more time next time. Signals for some boom-boom, and off we go. I'm hoping we're good now but realize I am kidding myself. Covers me up, HJ/BJ, then hops on for some CG. Getting into it, until I unbury my face from her tits (which are nice, with some hard, suckable nipples) and see her looking back watching the monitor! I just chuckle and lay her down for some Mish. Again, getting into it, until the doorbell rings and by now the chatter outside sounds like the pit at the NYSE. I flip her for some K9 and am pounding away when she looks back at the door ... and shouts something to the girl outside! I was tempted to add, "Yeah, and a double cheeseburger no pickles and Coke for me!" It's that comical by now. She only once asked me if I'm done and didn't saying anything else to rush me, but she didn't have to. I decide fuckit, blow in her and gave her a good whack on the ass.
She's cleaning me up and offering to make up for it next time, then says they have a lot of other girls there too so I should come back. Then she suddenly says she has to get me water and bolts out the door - still butt-ass naked! I was laughing out loud by this point. She comes back, more invitation to come again and sees me out. She is hot, don't get me wrong. I chalked this up as a one-off, judging by how she doesn't have her MMS shit together. So I'll probably try again sometime. |
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Posted on 2023-11-2 19:42:48
Posted on 2023-11-9 19:42:48