Massage Parlor's Forbidden Fruition

In the dimly lit massage parlor, a mysterious, skilled masseuse begins her work on a tense, muscular client. Her hands, slick with oil, glide over his body, kneading and caressing, slowly, expertly. The client's breath hitches as she reaches his inner thighs, the anticipation palpable. She leans in, her breath hot on his ear, 'You're very tense here,' she whispers, her fingers grazing his hardening cock. The client, unable to resist, lets out a low moan, giving in to her seductive touch.

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