The woman was plump and fortyish but quite nice looking. They lived in a large detached house in Surbiton – a classic English suburb in south of Lon...on. They had daughter who was a year older than me. She was called Janet and pretty, wore nice dresses and had a good figure.The woman was called Jean and owned a dress shop and the man was called Charles and he owned a 'Gentlemen's outfitters' called Charles. The year was 1972 and pornography was for sale openly – the sixties had been a sexual. I thank and appreciate all for reading my experiences and writing back to me. I have been offering massages for about 8 years now.My author page would give you a link to read more of my experiences if you have not read. I can be reached on or on my facebook page ‘Nish Massage Club’.Below is the experience share by Smitha who contacted me for a sensual sexual massage. Enjoy the first part written in her own words. I am Smitha from Hyderabad, married for about 10 years now. I have a son who is 6. Mike will be up in a few hours." Liz, still half asleep made a groaning yawn, "hhmmmm." She squeezed my body and gave me a long hard kiss on the lips. "OK Arthur, let's go one more time before I return to my room." She said. Liz pulled back the duvet, spread her legs and pulled the crotch of her sexy pink satin panties to one side, exposing her bush and moist pussy. She put one of her nipples in her mouth and sucked hard as she looked at me invitingly. With my instant erection I began slowly. The hem on my dress stopped just above my knees. It was a pretty outfit and very typical of girls my age. Julie wore a pretty white blouse that buttoned in the front. Blue plaid skirt with matching dark blue knee socks and black low heel shoes. Her skirt hem was short about two inches above her knees. It was her blouse that really stood out. Lots of lace in the front and on the sleeves. Several times as we were getting ready we thought about chickening out. Julie made me swear that I would stay.