Review of Kristi of Ego Massage, Milton Keynes

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I had been caught speeding on my way so was a bit pissed off when I arrived, but I was greeted with a warm welcome and offered a drink. A stiff whiskey would have been nice but not on the menu. Coffee was but I didn't want to be breathing that all over the poor girl so opted for water.
I waited in the reception room until a massage room became available at which point was shown up and provided a towel. I was in the smaller of the 3 rooms, which is pokey but I don't mind it as much as some seem to from their reviews. I had a shower and waited a couple more minutes for Kristi to arrive. WORTH THE WAIT.

Face of an angel. Demeanour of anything but. Her body, as you can see from the photos, is perfectly in fitting with her demeanour. Kristi takes care of all aspects of her appearance and it shows. I'm a feet man and she even has the prettiest feet I've ever seen. I really wanted to suck those bad boys! She also smells incredible. I would say Kristi's about average height for a lady, with out of this world curves designed for sin. She is also quite petite and dainty which betray the fact she's a little firecracker.

In 20 years punting I can honestly say that I have not enjoyed myself so much, despite only HR being on offer. Sometimes I find these encounters can be a little robotic, but Kristi is not cold at all. She's a really nice girl and we clicked almost immediately as we said hi. The massage was great, as was the teasing that was incorporated throughout, and the company even greater. I tried to wow her with some of my extensive knowledge, she seemed more impressed with my hench thighs, but she was fooling no one! It's fair to say she had me purring and leg-twitching for the best part of half an hour.
There was no way I was going to last the full hour and so I offered Kristi a short massage. I managed to make a tit of myself by dropping the oil bottle and as a result it wasn't squirting, and it took an eternity with oily hands to get the lid off. Anyway, her body is so great it's probably as good as receiving a massage as you obviously get a better view.
For the final part of the encounter I couldn't take my eyes off her, I think it made her uncomfortable so evidently I've turned into a creepy old man. To back that up I found myself simultaneously wanting to look after her and ruin her. It's a juxtaposition I have not experienced before.