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For as we said yesterday, after the experience with the doctor, I decided to go deeper into the issue of prostate, which looked in the classified ads "prostate massage". Overall, if a doctor making me a DRE, without preliminary loving, had been about to cum, which was not going to happen with a skilled masseur.

Already at the appointment, I asked if I wanted one or a masseuse. That was a question that I've never been, but of course we began to get into choppy waters. I opted for a massage, although it is likely that a masseuse knew more of those things.

And I got there, an apartment a block of flats, I always share the elevator crashes in these places with the mother who came with their children to School, and who knows perfectly the floor, where I'm going and why, but good.

I call, I look through the peephole, I opened the door very start a madam with naked and half naked. You came to the session maso? it does not ... oh, you came just for that massage! (The "only" do not know if it bothered me or put me at ease, could be that he had come alone (ie unaccompanied) or solo (only).

In any case, I was there, I pose a room with leather masks on the wall, whip some cornered red lights, red walls (not to be saw the blood?). He asked me to undress and throw me out on the stretcher. There was the traditional walk to the massage to choose from Tatiana, Vanessa and Monica, but did not crack the whip to hurry me.

He left the room, I lay on the stretcher, and there came a girl. He started at the shoulders, at 20 seconds was in the buttocks, at 30 I was fingering my ass. Like, I wonder? it seemed obvious that proved it. I have ever done this massage? I did not. Okay, it is done with this. And shows me a strange tool, attached here. The truth is that I was a little ecs ... but I said not to worry, that he wore a condom.

The truth is that when I write this, and look for the photo, and I remember the place and certainly the situation I find quite how to say? unedifying?, vulgar? even rude? Like the other posts might like or not, I think many, and some would like to share the situations described in them, in this case I would say that is not an experience you feel like repeating, nor I, nor probably those you follow this blog.

So the girl slipped a condom on the vibrator, the lubricant bath, told me to relax, and with one hand I was touching her ass with the other I was putting balls. Was not particularly pleasant or unpleasant either, rather rare. He reached inside (it seemed to me that I had placed two meters of balls, like the time I had a colonoscopy (now that's a story!), But not. There were to be two meters, but 15 cm easy. Well, he started moving around, and my truth is that I was a bit like it was so erotic or exciting as scratching the knee, ie very little.

Well, being a vibrator started it. And that was the last straw and I went around tickling the underbelly, and a total concentration. I started a spiritual journey, but not to the seventh heaven, if not to duplicate the personality. I left my body and I was hanging from the ceiling, as Gregor Samsa, looking at me, lying on a stretcher in a room decorated with red maso, but that was not bad, which gave me the laugh was seeing me there, the ass in pomp. And the sense of ridicule was stronger, my double refund my body to immediately ask the girl to pass to more conventional activities.

And the truth is that the other times I've tried prostate massage is always at hand, the finger of loving people, not a cabinet minister at specialist but instead are sweet and loving, but still, I did not like . I have not reached orgasm, not even close to him, and after a little while the finger was bothering me and ended the test.

And this has been my experience. I have a question that I have any need to lift, and if a prostate massage actually performed by a professional hand and would be an extraordinary experience, a true spiritual journey into the depths of sex and pleasure. But the truth, I do not want to retest.