NJ Amps: Spa 297 - Lady (Asian)
Addicted to AMPs: 297 Asian Spa (Aka Asian’s Rose Spa & Eastern House) (Jersey City – 4th Visit) – Lady
Having had better than average sessions with Selina and Lola at this hidden JC spot, I was torn between going here or to Thai Style. Some fellow purveyors of flesh posted some interesting reviews from this place that I haven’t been to in some time, even tho not all of them were positive. It did look like there might be some mature Asian or Latina action going on here. However, the thought of hoping to find another older Asian mature like Selina at 297 got stuck in my mind, and there’s always the chance that I’ll luck out with a Filipina there one of these days (they are all over this neighborhood)…and so, I called ahead for this place.
After all this activity, it was the first time I ran into another guy, face to face. As I was entering the alley/parking lot where the side entrance to the building is, some guy (white, middle aged) comes out, sees me and hangs a sharp right behind the building, except there’s nothing there but a fence, I know, I looked the first time I went there. As I walked up the short flight of stairs, the door was already open for me. Hannah wasn’t there this time, but another younger woman was, acting as temp Mamasan. She brought be to a room where a woman was cleaning up the massage table with a new sheet (c’mon… one out, one in?). I said nothing about it tho and started to disrobe after paying the .50 HF. The second woman came back in and asked if I was there before. I said ‘Yes, a few times’. I asked her name, but could not understand what she said, her accent was so strong. She was petite, around 5’3 the most, thin, with natural B size breasts…and at the most, her early thirties, if that.
We went right to the massage, and it was meh the entire time. Lots of pushing down with the hands and forearms and sometimes putting too much weight on my back. Since she was saying little to nothing, I asked her name again, and this time it sounded more like ‘Lay-Dee’. ‘Lady is your name?’ I said. ‘Yes’. OK, it was bound to happen when a massage service provider would get lazy enough that she could not even come up with a good fake name for the profession. I mean really, home many Tina’s, Lola’s, Coco’s are there? More than you would think.
Sometimes, Lady would push on my back too hard, but I was hoping she would find a rhythm of sorts. Finally, the flip at the 30 min point, and she asks what I want. We really didn’t do any kind of small talk beyond me asking her name (several times until I figured out it was Lady). Lady never asked me what my (MP alias) name was until I volunteered it after I was dressed and ready to leave. Anyway, at the flip, and after I said ‘Everything’, she said ‘you got condom?’, Well, I did but my experience here has been that they are well-stocked with such. In any case, she provided one and did not apply it right away. Lady removed her (by now typical AMP garment) and got right to business by trying to get me hard by swinging my junk around to get it hard. Finally, she got right to a nice bare blowjob with some excellent skills going. She seemed like she was waiting a bit before applying, and then I said no. I was about to pop, so I got up and she laid down on the massage table and we tried a few sideways things, and then me on top, and then I turned her over for doggystyle. This was when how tiny and petite I realized she was. Her ass was so small, yet curvy…but still. Our session turned into a long fuck with both us looking into that standing mirror on the opposite wall…just like the last two times I was there. Suddenly, I pulled out of her and turned her over and started to eat her out…tiny pussy too I thought…she wasn’t so crazy about that and stopped me after a few minutes. After applying some lube to her not entirely dry vagina we returned to our doggy session. After a few minutes I got off the table, ripped off the cover and said ‘blow me again’, which she did…as she laid on her back looking like a scrumptious dessert.
Lady asked me to lay down on the table and then said ‘oil ok?’, I said sure. At this point she slathered my cock with enough oil to drown it, and gave me an exquisite hand job. Cumming all over the place, the following clean-up was done, small talk exchanged, and I’m out the door after handing over her tip…which she did not count (Lola who I saw here previously did!) and accepted it graciously. One block away, and my back started to bother me. Either I got way too athletic for my age and pulled a muscle, or all that pushing on my back messed it up.
Having had better than average sessions with Selina and Lola at this hidden JC spot, I was torn between going here or to Thai Style. Some fellow purveyors of flesh posted some interesting reviews from this place that I haven’t been to in some time, even tho not all of them were positive. It did look like there might be some mature Asian or Latina action going on here. However, the thought of hoping to find another older Asian mature like Selina at 297 got stuck in my mind, and there’s always the chance that I’ll luck out with a Filipina there one of these days (they are all over this neighborhood)…and so, I called ahead for this place.
After all this activity, it was the first time I ran into another guy, face to face. As I was entering the alley/parking lot where the side entrance to the building is, some guy (white, middle aged) comes out, sees me and hangs a sharp right behind the building, except there’s nothing there but a fence, I know, I looked the first time I went there. As I walked up the short flight of stairs, the door was already open for me. Hannah wasn’t there this time, but another younger woman was, acting as temp Mamasan. She brought be to a room where a woman was cleaning up the massage table with a new sheet (c’mon… one out, one in?). I said nothing about it tho and started to disrobe after paying the .50 HF. The second woman came back in and asked if I was there before. I said ‘Yes, a few times’. I asked her name, but could not understand what she said, her accent was so strong. She was petite, around 5’3 the most, thin, with natural B size breasts…and at the most, her early thirties, if that.
We went right to the massage, and it was meh the entire time. Lots of pushing down with the hands and forearms and sometimes putting too much weight on my back. Since she was saying little to nothing, I asked her name again, and this time it sounded more like ‘Lay-Dee’. ‘Lady is your name?’ I said. ‘Yes’. OK, it was bound to happen when a massage service provider would get lazy enough that she could not even come up with a good fake name for the profession. I mean really, home many Tina’s, Lola’s, Coco’s are there? More than you would think.
Sometimes, Lady would push on my back too hard, but I was hoping she would find a rhythm of sorts. Finally, the flip at the 30 min point, and she asks what I want. We really didn’t do any kind of small talk beyond me asking her name (several times until I figured out it was Lady). Lady never asked me what my (MP alias) name was until I volunteered it after I was dressed and ready to leave. Anyway, at the flip, and after I said ‘Everything’, she said ‘you got condom?’, Well, I did but my experience here has been that they are well-stocked with such. In any case, she provided one and did not apply it right away. Lady removed her (by now typical AMP garment) and got right to business by trying to get me hard by swinging my junk around to get it hard. Finally, she got right to a nice bare blowjob with some excellent skills going. She seemed like she was waiting a bit before applying, and then I said no. I was about to pop, so I got up and she laid down on the massage table and we tried a few sideways things, and then me on top, and then I turned her over for doggystyle. This was when how tiny and petite I realized she was. Her ass was so small, yet curvy…but still. Our session turned into a long fuck with both us looking into that standing mirror on the opposite wall…just like the last two times I was there. Suddenly, I pulled out of her and turned her over and started to eat her out…tiny pussy too I thought…she wasn’t so crazy about that and stopped me after a few minutes. After applying some lube to her not entirely dry vagina we returned to our doggy session. After a few minutes I got off the table, ripped off the cover and said ‘blow me again’, which she did…as she laid on her back looking like a scrumptious dessert.
Lady asked me to lay down on the table and then said ‘oil ok?’, I said sure. At this point she slathered my cock with enough oil to drown it, and gave me an exquisite hand job. Cumming all over the place, the following clean-up was done, small talk exchanged, and I’m out the door after handing over her tip…which she did not count (Lola who I saw here previously did!) and accepted it graciously. One block away, and my back started to bother me. Either I got way too athletic for my age and pulled a muscle, or all that pushing on my back messed it up.
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