How I Got A ‘Massage’ in NYC, And You Can Too!Uploader: Gugar 5 month ago Subscribe 9
The lockerrom was at the end of long hallway. She handed us keys and told us to undress. Instead, we walked in and were greeted by a pound hairy fat man bending over and exposing his asshole. She began by going at my back, hitting the nerve areas nicely and generally giving something that could be construed as a professional massage. I was in a tiled room with a disgusting rubber bed and an industrial strength hose in the middle of the floor. A pretty foxy receptionist waved us forward.