Happy Ending: Massage to Erotic Pinnacle

The masseuse's touch is divine, her hands wandering, exploring, igniting sensations the client never knew existed. She finds his sweet spot, his breathing hitches, a soft gasp escaping his lips. She smiles, knowing she's hit the right note. Her touch becomes more intimate, more intense, her fingers tracing his length, teasing his tip. He bucks into her hand, his body craving more. She gives him what he needs, her pace quickening, her grip tightening, until he's writhing beneath her, his body convulsing as he finds his release, his pleasure echoing in the quiet room.

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