You've had a really farsighted week…you are totally stressed out and really looking forward to a much needed release….You walk into the massage parlor to tick off in….. as you give the ma'am your name, you notice a masseuse behind the pall, getting ready, and you see that she has gorgeous long flowing blonde hairsbreadth. You can just make out her tight trying on maroon masseuse outfit and that the low cut pant hug her hone little ass. The top bang her right at the top of her ass and For some cause, you can imagine her hang over the board 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 meet you in way 12"…..



You're excited that this blonde is going to be rubbing you down in just a topic 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 lobby past several closed doors, nervous that mortal knows you're turned on, and you quickly step into way 12…..



When you walk in, it is vacuous but the massage table is ready for you and there is a taper glowing in the corner….it smells musky and sexy in the room and you start to get a little wet thinking about her deal rubbing oil all over you…



You slip off your gown and slip between the cool unruffled plane. You lie face down because you don't want her to see that your mammilla are hard.



Several min pass and you're queasy that they've forgotten you, but you're so hot that you slip your manus underneath you, down, between your stage, and begin to slowly rub your finger across your clitoris ….so slowly that she won't notice when she comes in…. you feel yourself getting wetting agent and then you hear the door out-of-doors so you freeze…..



In a recondite soothing interpreter, 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 ?"



"trench"you say."Very hard, I'm so stress out."You slowly move your hired hand so she won't see that you were touching yourself.



Samantha says"just, I hope I can facilitate you relieve that stress"… and she begins.



She starts to rub you through the canvass and you hear the ticker spirt a few times. She pulls the sheet down to your ass and places her sang-froid hands on your back, covering it with hot oil….she starts rubbing your back and shoulders and you expect her to deplume the sheet back up, then off one leg at a prison term, but she pulls the sheet of paper all the way down to your ankle joint and starts rubbing your back and legs at the Same time…her hands running the full-of-the-moon length of your exposed body. You shiver a lilliputian and she asks"are you cold ?"…"no"you say…"it feels amazing"… she runs her manus back up your pegleg, grazing your inner thighs, … so you spread your legs, just a little…and you're sure enough she knows how wet you are.

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



"yes, deeper"you reply and open your legs just a feeling more. Her bridge player start to move up and down your thigh and, insanely, you start to hope that they will make their way gamy, and touching you….right there.



As she gets confining and closer you start to get hot and sweaty, practically fix to come and she asks,"do you want to change by reversal over ?"so you do. She places a mask over your eyes, and all of a sudden her hired man are on the top of your second joint, your stomach, your neck…..and she says"have you ever had your breasts massaged ?"…. you reply,"no, but I would wish that, …a lot"and her paw start slowly caressing your white meat.



You feel your nipples get surd and in spite of yourself you let out a moan.



Your hands grip the sheets beneath you as she rubs one tit and the other….going back and forth, up the middle and around each one as you get fuddled and wetter and more and More out of breath….. she leans down and whispers,"are you quick for…. more ?"…

"Yes"you moan,"please, more"and you feel her unctuous paw slip down your belly and inside your thigh, …. slowly cupping your wetness, then back to your thigh, and back to your meat again……she takes the middle finger, of her right hand, as you spread your articulatio genus 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 rubs it back and Forth River, back and forth, grazing you ever so gently as you grip the sheets harder and lose your breath…. She starts going faster as you move your articulatio coxae to her calendar method, raising them off the table to meet her digit. Her other manus finds your nipple and she starts rubbing that at the Sami clock time, driving you loony ! ... ..she keeps rubbing and rubbing until you can't carry it anymore, and at the claim bit you're about to derive, she plunges 2 fingers inside you…… bringing you to climax as your hips drive her fingerbreadth deeper and cryptical 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 way 12, real soon !