A long time ago, in a Galax ... NYC (pre-Guliani) I checked out the back pages in a local free paper, and saw many ads for Asian MPs, almost all advertising Table Showers. After wandering the city most of the day, I went to the address of one of these places and took the elevator up a few floors of what looked like some old office building. Went through the front door and about 15 girls were called out and I was told to pick one.
I picked out the prettiest girl (probably a mistake, I would later learn) and she took me to a private room and to disrobe for the table shower. When the coast was clear (I did have a towel), she took me down the hall to a room with a vinyl padded table, tiled floor and a shower hookup. The table shower itself was perfunctory, but she did wash down every part of me. There was no 'extra attention' paid to my cock and balls although she did make sure I was squeaky clean down there.
We went back to the room and she asked if I wanted anything else. Of course I did, so I asked. She wanted something like $300+ to fuck (this was the very early 1990's, so this was waaaaaay too much money) so all I could afford was a hand-job. She wouldn't even remove any of her clothing, but she did allow me to caress her ass and thigh.
As soon as I was hard, she commented on how big I was, and struggled to put a condom on me (for a handjob?) She then gave me a decent hand-job, as I caressed what I could reach. As I got closer to cumming, I noticed that the condom had split, but I didn't say anything. I exploded, and she was a little caught by surprise as I spurted cum about a foot up into the air. She cleaned me up and I went on my way.
In retrospect, I should have picked one of the 'not-so-pretty' girls that were giving me the 'come-on' eye. I probably would have gotten more bang for my buck!