I fixed up the appointment with the massage guy for a weekday and I got the late slot of 9 in night which I did not mind. I reached that gym around 8:...5pm and just waited for my turn to come since the massage guy was already busy with a client. Finally at 9:15 he was ready to massage. To describe him he is a guy in late 30s or may in 40s ht may b and 5. 6″ medium built guy with a little bit of paunch. He was in some kind of uniform.Well when I entered the massage room. The room had few candles. She fondled my balls and penis for a while. I moved my head further and kissed her navel, then she spread her legs and I inspected her vagina, caressing her small patch of pubic hair and exploring her cunts tight circumference and her clitoris. Her vaginal juice was practically pouring out now, and she was panting with anticipation. Suddenly she sat up and leant over me to give my cock a quick lick and a mouthful of spittle, which she smeared all over it. Julia lay back with her legs still. Then I flicked the tip of my tongue across it's little head."Oh fuck yes!" she cried as she bucked against me.I slid two fingers into her amazingly tight and soaking pussy, which she gripped with incredibly strong vaginal muscles. I pressed the flat of my tongue against her clit and moved left and right."Oh God, yes, yessss, fuck, fuuck, fuuuuuuck!" she groaned as her muscles clamped my fingers and her thighs began to shake. Suddenly, a massive orgasm swept over her as her whole body went into. I would just be a happy memory, which he would never think of again."He will never see you."He does not see me.When I left the sick-tent I was instantly spat on by an ugly man with a deep scar over his cheek. The drool slid down my own cheek, and I knew that it was not only saliva in the glob. I wiped off the spit, disgusted by the sight when it fell onto the ground.Then I seemed to disappear in my mind. I watched at the guy's back, he walked away, and this strange and funny feeling in my chest.