By my count, there are three threads discussing this amp:
1. This
2. This
3. ... and this.
They seem partly, but not completely, merged.
Anyway, I somehow got it in my head that this was a fs establishment, so I waltzed in and confidently handed over 160 with that in mind. While it is true that I technically overpaid given the services rendered, I have to tell you that I had a spectacular nut to close out a really sexy session.
So, the address is 690 Harleysville, and it's just north of the star-shaped intersection (including Salfordville, Cross, etc.) in a small strip mall oriented perpendicular to the road, so that it's not obvious from passing traffic. The place is all the way to the left if you're facing it, clearly marked "Sparadise" in neon, and it is also clearly marked in back. There is no reason to get confused about which door to approach; plus, there's a standard issue amp doorbell if you need yet another clue.
The woman who greeted me at the door was a mischievous, playful woman who I would peg in the late 30s-mid 40s range. She originally responded "Oi" when I asked her name, but at the end of the session, I was just barely able to make out "Michelle." She laughed hysterically when I tried to figure out what "Oi" was about, and it remained an inside joke for her because her English was too terrible to figure much out. It's not that she talked the whole time, but when she did, I presume she was telling jokes in Korean.
She was about 5'5" or 5'6", wearing short off-white shorts, a tight-fitting low-cut "Bebe" t-shirt. Her hair was moderately long, trimmed long in front as well to frame her face tightly. Cute smile with dimples, really nice plump lips. Her legs were shapely and muscular, and her breasts were natural B cups. Her belly is her weak spot, with a decent amount of flab and evidence of prior childbearing. That doesn't bother me, but it's a turn-off for others, so I'm just reporting the details.
The place is pretty nice inside, and a good size. Large rooms with full walls and doors, true massage tables lined with white towels. The table shower room had a toilet in it, and the table itself was kind of hard, but she made up for it by playing with my balls and crack the majority of the time, getting me to full attention early, and staring at me and smiling. Once into the room, I lay on my stomach on the table, and she did not make any pretense at massage. Although that was disappointing, it was not a rushed session by any means. She slowly bent down over me and immediately started licking and breathing in my ear, brushing her hair along my back, dragging her fingers lightly up and down the crack, reaching under, playing with balls. She started off at my side, then moved up front so she could brush her tatas along my back. On the flip, more of the same, then a brief attempt at upsell (... "a little more money," to which I shook my head and said no. End of that discussion. Heard something about more pay, more happy, but ignored it.). Back to business, kissing and licking my torso, rubbing her cleavage on me, gentle touch, no rush. Shirt and bra come off, more of this slow buildup. Shorts and undies come off later, and we're continuing to graze all over each other, just extended foreplay, very nice. At this point, I sensed from the way things were progressing that she was not going to be doing full service, which was confusing because it felt like a full service session in almost every other way. I was mildly annoyed at laying out fs level cash, but those concerns quickly faded into the background as things went on. I started brushing up against her mound more at this point (unshaven), grazing across her lips every now and then. Periodically, she seemed like she was going to initiate a happy ending and be done with it, but I gently nudged her off each time, and she started getting into the mood increasingly. She kissed my torso and neck and ears more aggressively, kissed and licked my balls extensively. She climbed up onto the table, and for a moment I got scared she was going to mount me bareback. I covered my junk with one hand, and she slowly moved backwards, beginning to slide up and down, rubbing my cock and balls between her tits. Then she slid back to the foot of the table and sat up facing me and had me drape my legs over hers while she oiled up her hands and rubbed all around my groin, my sac, my crack, periodically heading up to the shaft but quickly backing off when I gently pushed her hand away.
Then I sat up so that we were facing each other in close proximity, and I started lightly going for her clitoris, away, back again, and she started breathing heavily, and we started grasping each other, and as things moved on, she started writhing around more intensely, then suddenly grabbed my hand and directed my fingers further downward. Responding to this signal, I played with her labia a bit, then slid a finger inside and brushed her g spot, pressed against her, and she really started moaning and thrusting at this time, all the while rubbing and tickling and caressing me, mostly my sac, just to keep me excited without ending things prematurely. We're kissing each other's ears, necks, shoulders, we're grasping each other around the back, and then she starts kissing me, first the occasional LFK and then head off to the side, and then she starts getting more and more into it, and her mouth opens wider and wider, and soon enough her tongue is all over mine, and we're chewing on each other's lips, caressing each other's faces. This evolved into a long, drawn out mutual masturbation with GFE elements. She made a very convincing show of getting off twice during all of this. Finally, I lay back and let her initiate the release, and I sat up again as she moved faster to finish me off, plenty of oil. I started falling backwards again as I came, launching ropes back over me. I collapsed in a heap, and she milked me dry for a few moments. She cleaned me up with a ridiculously hot towel, then helped me dress, giggling while we temporarily lost track of one of my socks. Big bear hug, and we said our goodbyes. She was kind enough to check that the coast was clear before sending me out the door.
So, if you read this far, you can see it was an awesome session. What's a little perplexing is that even though I overpaid, she saw fit to ask for more money, but I guess there's no ceiling on upsell. Anyway, monetary discussions were fleeting, and she gave an awesome performance. I was there for well over an hour and left feeling like a million bucks.