I’d had several massages with erotic elements but my first true erotic massage rolled everything into one. From the first moments of watching the masseur undress as he watched me, to the final release, everything was memorable. As he massaged the insides of my thighs, I found myself lifting my torso, encouraging him to explore the area further. As I lay on my stomach, he worked on my back and climbed on the table and straddled me. When he turned me over, I was rock hard and he both sucked and stroked me. Throughout it all, he let my hands and mouth roam anywhere on his body, which turned both of us on. It was a thorough massage in the therapeutic sense and erotic in a way that I haven’t experienced since. I’ve been back to see him several times and it is always special.