It's hard to tell from what you wrote.  Do you really think "erotic pics with their batting eyes and busty cleavage" tells you anything about their menu?  Christ on a cracker, man, you're on a review site here.  Learn how to do your homework.  Start with the Newbie Board where dumb people are treated nicely.

Like the song, "There's No Sex in the Champagne Room" by Chris Rock, NOT

Sounds like you're a newbie to this particular game? yes to the general public and the uninitiateds it's just a big TEASE game. However to get anywhere you'll need to educate yourself and train to up your game.

How you act when you walk in and lay on the table directly impacts the outcome.  

Plus searching for reviews here helps like 1000%

You don't get why they posted pics like that?

Those pics got you to go see the massage therapists, didn't they?

Sometimes LMTs post ads like that because they know men are attracted to good-looking, sexy women. But it's just massage. Then there's the old YMMV angle. Maybe SOME customers get extras, but that's determined on a case by case basis.

I've seen LMTs who were fully clothed to start. It didn't end that way. But I knew going in that was the deal by reading their reviews, thus I knew if I put them at ease I would probably get extras.  I never assume there's extras available until I have good reason to do so... more than just pics with batting eyelashes and busty cleavage.

batting eyelashes on her picture, eh?

Some high tech shiznit man.

Didn't you ever notice that when you buy certain products like wine, beer, sun tan lotion, and countless other non-life-essentials (OK, maybe beer is a life essential for some of you.), the advertising and packaging often includes pictures of scantily clad beauties?

Did your use of said product produce a bevy, or even one, of said beauties?  I didn't think so.

And apparently, so it is in the therapeutic massage biz.  

But here's a little anecdote that may brighten your view:

Many years ago I was on vacation in Palm Beach, FL and decided to take a tour of massage offerings in the area using only the Yellow Pages as a guide.  This was pre-TER, maybe around 1995 or so.

I had gotten 2 very good massages, but my queries as to whether or not extras were available to generous gentlemen were met with icy replies, after which I dropped the subject.  But on the third try things went a bit differently:  The gal explained that she at one time did do extras, but that aggressive crack down by LE in the area led her to stay on the legit side of things.  She suggested that I would have better luck a few miles south around Ft. Lauderdale.   I thanked her for her suggestion and enjoyed the massage.  But then a few minutes later she met my gaze, smiled and said:  Oh what the hell, you seem like a nice guy, what have you got in mind? I'll leave the rest to your imagination, but suffice it to say, it was absolutely a heavenly experience.

So, while it may not be the most efficacious way to go about seeking a FBSM, once in a while, if you are polite and sincere, you could hit a jackpot.

Just another tale from that big casino we call the hobby life