You've had a really long week…you are totally stressed out and really looking forward to a much needed release….You walk into the massage front room to check in….. as you give the gentlewoman your figure, you notice a masseuse behind the curtain, getting prepare, and you see that she has gorgeous long flowing blonde fuzz. You can just arrive at out her tight fitting maroon masseuse kit and that the low cut pants hug her thoroughgoing little ass. The top hits her right wing at the top of her ass and For some reason, you can suppose her bent grass over the board with those pants down at her knees…."God"you think,"She really turns me on !"You immediately ask the madam 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 matter of min, so you go get changed. As you step out of the changing room, you notice that the eternal rest of the shoes seems deserted. You walk down the dorm past several closed doors, nervous that someone knows you're turned on, and you quickly step into way 12…..



When you walk in, it is empty but the massage mesa is ready for you and there is a taper glowing in the corner….it smells musky and sexy in the elbow room and you start to get a petty wet thinking about her hands rubbing oil all over you…



You slip off your robe and slip between the cool quiet rag. You lie face down because you don't want her to see that your teat are hard.



Several minutes pass and you're queasy that they've forgotten you, but you're so hot that you slip your hand underneath you, down, between your legs, and start to slowly rub your finger across your clit ….so slowly that she won't notification when she comes in…. you feel yourself getting wetter and then you hear the door exposed so you freeze…..



In a mystifying 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 accentuate out."You slowly impress your hand so she won't see that you were touching yourself.



Samantha says"good, I hope I can help you relieve that strain"… and she begins.



She starts to rub you through the sheet and you hear the pump pip-squeak a few times. She pulls the mainsheet down to your ass and places her cool work force on your back, covering it with hot oil….she starts rubbing your back and shoulders and you expect her to force the sheet back up, then off one leg at a metre, but she pulls the sheet all the way down to your ankle and starts rubbing your rachis and pegleg at the Sami time…her hands running the full length of your exposed consistency. You shiver a fiddling and she asks"are you cold ?"…"no"you say…"it feels amazing"… she runs her hired man back up your branch, grazing your inner second joint, … so you spread your branch, just a little…and you're sure she knows how wet you are.

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



"yes, deeper"you reply and open your branch just a hint more. Her hands start to make a motion up and down your second joint and, insanely, you start to hope that they will make their way gamey, and trace you….right there.



As she gets closer and closer you start to get hot and sweaty, practically ready to come and she asks,"do you want to turn over over ?"so you do. She places a mask over your eyes, and all of a sudden her hired hand are on the top of your thighs, your belly, your neck…..and she says"have you ever had your chest massaged ?"…. you reply,"no, but I would care that, …a lot"and her workforce start slowly caressing your breasts.



You feel your nipples get hard and in nastiness of yourself you let out a moan.



Your hands grip the piece of paper beneath you as she rubs one tit and the other….going back and forth, up the midsection and around each one as you get wetter and wetter and more and More out of breath….. she leans down and susurration,"are you ready for…. more than ?"…

"Yes"you moan,"please, more"and you feel her oily 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's breadth, of her right hand, as you spread your knees 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 organic structure into shivers…..she hang-up it back and forth, back and forth, grazing you ever so gently as you grip the sail harder and lose your breath…. She starts going faster as you move your hips to her rhythm, raising them off the table to suffer her finger. Her other mitt finds your mamilla and she starts rubbing that at the same time, driving you weirdo ! ... ..she bread and butter rubbing and rubbing until you can't take in it anymore, and at the exact moment you're about to come, she plunges 2 finger's breadth inside you…… bringing you to climax as your coxa drive her finger deeper and profoundly until you're shuddering on the table, a sweaty, hot, satisfied mess…



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