Tongue massage gun
Because of the pandemic, I found an SPA online and decided to pick someone I liked based on the photos. There was only one who caught my eye on the website, so I tried to make a reservation. I arrived in the Ximen area, went upstairs, and saw the therapist waiting for me to enter. After going into the room and showering, I was full of anticipation as my pick gave me a finger oil-pressure massage.
When the lights went off...... darkness everywhere.. no stars or moon.. I was completely amazed. A high-speed crashing sound reverberated all around, continuously moving from far to near, from bottom to top. When it neared my ear, I thought the therapist had taken out a fascia gun to warm me up, but unexpectedly... he used his agile tongue, vibrating rapidly back and forth, frantically slapping and vibrating every inch of my skin. The intensity and speed of those vibrations were no less than an industry-grade sports fascia gun. I judged his tongue could reach five speed levels, progressing from tapping to pressing and then licking, in five stages. It completely slammed into and penetrated every layer of my muscles. When it reached my ear, his tongue filled my ear canal, feeling like it was drilling toward the enemy's heart — drilling toward the enemy's heart!!! This really couldn't go on for 30 minutes. When he had vibrated my whole body toward the back, I simply couldn't handle it; I flipped onto my stomach to try to end it quickly — it was too stimulating. We then launched a lightning attack and fought a blazing victory.
After it was over..... I realized this therapist makes good money. For a two-hour course, he handled me in 60 minutes, and I willingly agreed to end early. Such professional technique. (The therapist said he has been doing B-BOX since elementary school, so his tongue is very agile.)
I give him a perfect score!! Both technique and service get full marks!!
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