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My girlfriend, a vision of beauty, sprawls out on the bed, her body relaxing under my firm touch. I start with a gentle massage, but her soft moans urge me to intensify the pressure. My hands work her muscles, kneading her flesh, moving from her shoulders down to her back, then lower still. She gasps as I reach the small of her back, her body arching slightly. I take my time, enjoying the feel of her skin, the sight of her pleasure. But soon, her impatience grows. She guides my hands to her front, eager for more. I comply, my hands moving quickly, delivering a fast, rough handjob that has her writhing in ecstasy.