The Masseur Fucks Me: Forbidden Desire in the Hotel Room
POV: I lie ready on the hotel bed, only covered by a towel, and wait for you. You're my masseur and know exactly that you shouldn't let in clients – but you just can't resist. Your hands glide up my legs, higher and higher, and I let it happen. "Right there," I whisper as you stroke my pussy and it gets wet under your touch. You pull the towel away, and I give myself completely to you. Your fingers wander to my breasts, and I feel my nipples harden. As you massage my thighs, my hand secretly moves to your cock. You spread my legs and start massaging my pussy. I get hotter and hotter, feeling the desire building inside me
