Review A simp reviews a sensual massuese
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Today I decided I needed a sensual massage so I booked a girl and prepared myself for my departure. I put on my simp suit - stubbie shorts with a flannel shirt tucked into them. Then I put on my tan knee high socks and pink sandals. But my attire wasn't complete without my cuck cap which has a propeller to catch the wind. Once I was prepared I jumped on my Unicycle and headed out on my journey.
I peddled all the way to the massage shop getting chased by dogs, bullied by school children, and making the occasional stop to sniff the flowers. I also stopped at a Dairy and purchased a box of Rose's chocolates, a browning bunch of weeping flowers, and a romantic Valentine's card, all of which to give the massuese like every good simp should.
I finally arrived outside the agency and let them know of my arrival with two honks of my squeeze bulb clown horn. I then parked my unicycle making sure to secure it with my bike lock and peceeded into the agency. The receptionist had a confused look as I entered carrying the cheap chocolates, wilted flowers, and yester-year's Valentines day card. I told her I had a booking and gave her the money. She then led me to a room. I took off my cuck cap and undressed all the way down to my tighty whitey Y-front undies and waited for the massuese.
In she walked. She was stunning. She had beautiful eyes, hair and lips. Her figure was to die for. I then gave her the gifts. She had a confused look on her face, but I think she liked them. I'm not a kiss and tell guy and I certainly don't rate body parts or do any ratings out of 10. I can confirm massage was absolutely above adequate.
After the massage I had a poo in the bathroom toilet before having a shower. The water pressure and Lynx bodywash was top notch. I then returned to the room gave the lady a tip of all the coins I had in my wallet. Then bidded my fair maiden good bye and left. The peddle home was very good, although wrought with obstacles and dangers in the form of dogs and school bullies. Ah, but the aroma of the roses which I stopped to sniff were thus much sweeter on the return trip.
Yours truly,
A. Simp
I peddled all the way to the massage shop getting chased by dogs, bullied by school children, and making the occasional stop to sniff the flowers. I also stopped at a Dairy and purchased a box of Rose's chocolates, a browning bunch of weeping flowers, and a romantic Valentine's card, all of which to give the massuese like every good simp should.
I finally arrived outside the agency and let them know of my arrival with two honks of my squeeze bulb clown horn. I then parked my unicycle making sure to secure it with my bike lock and peceeded into the agency. The receptionist had a confused look as I entered carrying the cheap chocolates, wilted flowers, and yester-year's Valentines day card. I told her I had a booking and gave her the money. She then led me to a room. I took off my cuck cap and undressed all the way down to my tighty whitey Y-front undies and waited for the massuese.
In she walked. She was stunning. She had beautiful eyes, hair and lips. Her figure was to die for. I then gave her the gifts. She had a confused look on her face, but I think she liked them. I'm not a kiss and tell guy and I certainly don't rate body parts or do any ratings out of 10. I can confirm massage was absolutely above adequate.
After the massage I had a poo in the bathroom toilet before having a shower. The water pressure and Lynx bodywash was top notch. I then returned to the room gave the lady a tip of all the coins I had in my wallet. Then bidded my fair maiden good bye and left. The peddle home was very good, although wrought with obstacles and dangers in the form of dogs and school bullies. Ah, but the aroma of the roses which I stopped to sniff were thus much sweeter on the return trip.
Yours truly,
A. Simp
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