'tis the season... Mistletoey and Ivy
Been wanting to check this place out for a little while and after having a browse on their website, decided on leggy Ivy and booked a session in advance.
Nice location, easy uninterrupted parking and pretty low key area. Busy shop though so worth booking. I walked in with a few minutes to kill and who should I come across in the corridor but the girl I've booked, Ivy. I've only seen the back of her in the web pic but she's quite leggy so I paused midstride, looking at her as she smiled at me and confirmed "Ivy, right?" We hit it off straight away, although I had to then go sit in what I can only describe as the shittiest waiting room behind a curtain for 5mins while another punter got his shit together and left. I was thinking of what I'd say to an outsider if they pulled the curtain back and found me sitting in there, but I drew a blank haha.
Anyway, luckily it was Ivy who pulled the curtain back and led me to the room. Tips upfront and a quick confirm of what's on the cards for the next hour and I got me kit off. She was clucking by this point "Ooh handsome man" etc, and by the time she'd got her kit off too we were flirting with each other badly, me returning the compliments in a similar fashion as we warmed our hands up on each other.
The first minute or so I was prepared to be laying facedown for a while as I got the initial routine massage, but it soon became clear Ivy had different plans and it wasn't long before I was hard as she worked some oil down my back to my balls and arsecheeks, giving the fella some meaningfully good stroke in the process. This cracked on unhurriedly for the next 40mins as we got oiled up with some b2b, slow, no rush, flirting, making small talk and having fun with each other. As time went on she cooed "wow, so strong" because even I was starting to wonder how I was hard as a fucking broom handle and still hadn't cum. The amount of oil Ivy had now put on me was making me wonder if she was not trying to get me to cum, but to shallow-fry my cock if all else failed.
At this point I decided that it was our chitchat while we were doing all this that was keeping the wolf from the door, so to speak. It was great, we were having a blinding time but the look on her face was telling me she was starting to get RSI so we got a bit more focused on the job and it wasn't long before she stroked the last drop out of me.
The last 20mins was a mixture of massage, farting about getting hot towels, rubbed down and getting dressed and I left on the dot after the mamasan and Ivy grinned me out the door!
Not a bad first session :)
