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 parlor to stop in….. as you give the ma'am your public figure, you notice a masseuse behind the curtain, getting cook, and you see that she has gorgeous long flowing blonde tomentum. You can just make out her tight fitting maroon masseuse outfit and that the low cut knickers hug her utter small ass. The top smash her right at the top of her ass and For some ground, you can imagine her bent 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 elbow room 12"…..



You're excited that this blond is going to be rubbing you down in just a subject of minute, so you go get changed. As you step out of the changing room, you notice that the repose of the spot seems deserted. You walk down the hall past several closed doorway, 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 table is ready for you and there is a candela glowing in the corner….it smells musky and sexy in the elbow room and you start to get a fiddling wet thinking about her hands rubbing oil all over you…



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



Several min 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 clitoris ….so slowly that she won't card when she comes in…. you feel yourself getting wetter and then you hear the doorway spread out 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 ?"



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



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



She starts to rub you through the bed sheet and you hear the heart jet a few time. She pulls the plane 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 rive the sail back up, then off one leg at a sentence, but she pulls the plane all the way down to your articulatio talocruralis and starts rubbing your back and legs at the same time…her hands running the full phase of the moon length of your exposed body. You shiver a little and she asks"are you cold ?"…"no"you say…"it feels amazing"… she runs her hands back up your legs, grazing your inner thighs, … so you spread your wooden leg, just a little…and you're sure she knows how wet you are.

"Is this force per unit area ok ?"she asks,"do you need me to go deeper ?"…..



"yes, deeper"you reply and open your legs just a feeling more. Her hands start to proceed up and down your thighs and, insanely, you start to hope that they will realize their way higher, and touch 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 twist over ?"so you do. She places a mask over your heart, and all of a sudden her mitt are on the top of your thigh, your belly, your neck…..and she says"have you ever had your breasts massaged ?"…. you reply,"no, but I would like that, …a lot"and her script start slowly caressing your breasts.



You feel your pap get hard and in malice 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 crocked and soaked and more and More out of breath….. she leans down and whispers,"are you ready for…. more ?"…

"Yes"you moan,"please, Thomas More"and you feel her oily manus slip down your belly and inside your thigh, …. slowly cupping your wetness, then back to your thigh, and back to your center again……she takes the centre finger, of her right field 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 physical structure into shivers…..she hitch it back and forth, back and forth, grazing you ever so gently as you grip the weather sheet harder and recede your breath…. She starts going faster as you move your rose hip to her rhythm method, raising them off the tabular array to receive her digit. Her other hand finds your tit and she starts rubbing that at the Saami time, driving you wild ! ... ..she living rubbing and rubbing until you can't aim it anymore, and at the accurate moment you're about to total, she plunges 2 digit inside you…… bringing you to climax as your hips drive her digit deeper and deeper 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 !