You've had a really hanker week…you are totally stressed out and really looking forward to a much needed release….You paseo into the massage living-room to check in….. as you give the lady your public figure, you notice a masseuse behind the curtain, getting ready, and you see that she has gorgeous long flowing blonde hair. You can just take a shit out her tight appointment maroon masseuse outfit and that the low cut gasp hug her staring little ass. The top hits her rightfulness at the top of her ass and For some reason, you can imagine her knack over the table with those pants down at her knees…."God"you think,"She really turns me on !"You immediately ask the lady if that masseuse is available.



She says"yes"…."That's Samantha and she is your masseuse. Go get changed and she will play you in room 12"…..



You're excited that this blonde is going to be rubbing you down in just a issue of minutes, so you go get changed. As you step out of the changing room, you notice that the rest of the place seems deserted. You walk down the hall past several closed doors, nervous that someone knows you're turned on, and you quickly step into room 12…..



When you walk in, it is vacate but the massage tabular array is ready for you and there is a wax light radiance in the corner….it smells musky and sexy in the room and you start to get a short wet thinking about her hands rubbing oil all over you…



You slip off your robe and berth between the cool smooth mainsheet. You lie face down because you don't want her to see that your tit are hard.



Several bit pass and you're anxious that they've forgotten you, but you're so hot that you slip your bridge player underneath you, down, between your pegleg, and start to slowly rub your finger across your clit ….so slowly that she won't observation when she comes in…. you feel yourself getting wetter and then you hear the door undetermined so you freeze…..



In a deep soothing voice, The masseuse says"I'm Samantha, are you comfortable ?"



"Yes ”, you say,"very."



She says,"lets get started….. do you like it deep or gentle ?"



"Deep"you say."Very hard, I'm so emphasize out."You slowly actuate your mitt so she won't see that you were touching yourself.



Samantha says"upright, I hope I can assist you relieve that tension"… and she begins.



She starts to rub you through the sheet and you hear the pump squirt a few times. She pulls the sheet down to your ass and places her cool hands on your back, covering it with hot oil….she starts rubbing your back and shoulder and you expect her to pull the tabloid back up, then off one leg at a meter, but she pulls the sheet all the way down to your mortise joint and starts rubbing your dorsum and legs at the like time…her work force running the broad length of your exposed soundbox. You shiver a little and she asks"are you cold ?"…"no"you say…"it feels amaze"… she runs her hands back up your peg, grazing your inner thighs, … so you spread your peg, just a little…and you're certainly she knows how wet you are.

"Is this pressure ok ?"she asks,"do you want me to go deeper ?"…..



"yes, abstruse"you reply and open your leg just a skin senses more. Her hands start to move up and down your thighs and, insanely, you start to hope that they will establish their way higher, and trace you….right there.



As she gets nigher and closer you start to get hot and sweaty, practically cook to derive and she asks,"do you want to rick over ?"so you do. She places a masquerade party over your eyes, and all of a sudden her hands are on the top of your thighs, your tum, your neck…..and she says"have you ever had your breasts massaged ?"…. you reply,"no, but I would like that, …a lot"and her manus start slowly caressing your breasts.



You feel your nipple get hard and in cattiness of yourself you let out a moan.



Your hands grip the mainsheet beneath you as she rubs one tit and the other….going back and Forth, up the middle and around each one as you get pie-eyed and pie-eyed and more than and to a greater extent out of breath….. she leans down and whispering,"are you ready for…. More ?"…

"Yes"you moan,"please, more"and you feel her smarmy hand slip down your belly and inside your second joint, …. slowly cupping your wetness, then back to your thigh, and back to your center again……she takes the middle finger, of her aright hand, as you spread your knee open, and she slips it inside of you….ever so slowly, in and out.…..then she pulls it out and starts rubbing your clit, sending your dead body into shivers…..she snag it back and Forth River, back and forth, grazing you ever so gently as you grip the canvas harder and lose your breath…. She starts going faster as you move your hips to her rhythm, raising them off the table to meet her finger. Her other hand finds your teat and she starts rubbing that at the same time, driving you weirdo ! ... ..she keeps rubbing and rubbing until you can't aim it anymore, and at the exact moment you're about to derive, she plunges 2 finger inside you…… bringing you to climax as your rose hip drive her fingers deeper and mystifying until you're shuddering on the table, a sweaty, hot, fill mess…



She removes her fingers….covers you with the towel….and leaves. You decide you'll be back to elbow room 12, veridical soon !