The Danish Health Spa

            "Check; credit card?" the man at the counter is eating chinese.
            "Cash; $50.00." Muzzy hands the cash over and gets a locker key.
            The man at the counter buzzes the entry door. Muzzy walks in
            looks down the hall at the waiting room. There are a few masseuse
            walking about in heels, nylons and one piece thong jump suits.
            "The door on the right! Take a shower!" one of the ladies shouts
            down the hall to Muzzy. He quickly enters the locker room.

            There are few naked men walking about. They are all much larger
            than Muzzy. "How much do you tip?" a portly man asks Muzzy.
            "Ehm. $100.00. Then $50.00 for extra stuff." Muzzy tries not to stare
            at all the bouncing plumbing about him. "Heh. Your cheap. I'm
            starting at $200.00" the very hairy portly man laughs. Muzzy is
            uncomfortable undressing in front of all these men.

            "Shit. Did you have a stroke?" one young muscular man stares
            at Muzzy's chest surgery. "Nope. Just rib work." Muzzy's smiles.
            A shower and a towel about the waist; it's time to enter the
            waiting room. The ladies/masseuse are sitting on couches, then
            greet the men. "Would you like some coffee or juice?" one of the
            ladies asks Muzzy. "Yes. Ehm; juice: O-jay." he is suddering.
            She smiles and walks to the drink cart. Muzzy studies her shoulders,
            back and firm bottom.

            When she returns Muzzy hands her his ticket. She takes the ticket
            and will give it to the man at the counter. He hears her knock on the door
            and get buzzed through. When she returns she will walk Muzzy to a
            massage room at the back of the spa. "Nice African Ciclids." he has
            noticed the aquarium in the waiting room. "Hmm? Oh, thank you. Is
            that what they are? It's a big tank." she gives a tooth smile.

            The masseuse enters the room; holding the door for Muzzy.
            "Are you working for any law enforcement agency?" she is serious.
            "No... I just want some fun." He is stuttering again. "OK. What's
              your pleasure?" she is happy again. "I want to go inside." whispering.
            She has a big tooth smile and laughs as she slips off her thong jump
            suite, heels and nylons. "Can I try on your nylons and heels?" his
            voice is getting more confident. She looks at Muzzy with a wide eye
            toothy smile, "Sure. Walk around for me." she is standing naked
            with her hands on her hips.

            Muzzy walks around in her heels, nylons and thong jump suite. The
            lady spanks Muzzy's bottom. Muzzy turns and gives the lady a high
            smack across both her bottom cheeks in and upward sweep. She
            looks at Muzzy with a big open mouth toothy smile, "Well, aren't
            you a bitch!" "Put your hands on the bench and spread your legs."
            Muzzy voice is very firm. The lady looks serious, "You a cop?"
            "Nope. I want to fuck you in the arse darling." his voice is stronger.

            Muzzy rubs her back with his hands and forearms, then enters her
            bottom. "Errrrrrrrrrrr! Shhhhhhhit!" she is excited about his eight inch
            wagger. He presses his pot belly against her tailbone and squeezes her
            hanging knockers. She makes a fist and pounds the massage bench
            with her right hand, "Ffffffffffffffffffuck! Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! Asshole!"
            "Now, I want some pussy." Muzzy voice is growling.

            "Change the condom. Oh, my ass is fucked." the massuese is gasping.
            Muzzy enters her pussy. She is still in the first positions; holding the
            bench. He squeezes her shoulders a licks the back of her kneck and
            shoulder blades. "No biting!" she looks over her shoulder. Muzzy is
            growling and teething on her collar. "Grrrrrrrrrr." he growles at her
            command. "I mean it! I'll flip you!" she shouts again as Muzzy nibbles
            on her bottom, thighs and peach. "Shit!" she is coming: in squirts.
            Muzzy is using his fingers in her mound and then he jabs with his
            eight inch wagger. "OoooooooooooooooFuckfuckfuckme!" she is
            happy again.

            There is a tub in the massage room. Muzzy asks to be bathed.
            "Your a spoiled brat." the massuese smiles as she sponges him.
            "Gimme." he gestures to her hanging breast. She leans them
              forward. Muzzy suckles, then takes her right hand and puts it
              on the right side of his face. He stands and towels off;
              $100.00?"  "$250.00 baby." she is serious. "Could you suck my
              balls?" he queries and passes the cash. She kneels and suckles
              on Muzzy's fun bag. He squirts on her forehead and hair. "Condom!"
              she is upset. "There was only one. I used it in your bottom." he
              is nervous. "What the fuck? I'm not having your baby!" she shouts.
              "Ehm. Extra $250.00?" he studders. "Yeah. Oh shit!" she takes
              the cash; "It'll pay for the abortion."

            Muzzy leaves the Dannish Health Spa for a late dinner at the
            Seagull Dinner. He flirts with the girl at the counter, "You on the
            menu?" She is young and giggles, "I'm a just dessert." He will
            hook up with her in his trailer.



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