Lynched by Desire: Taboo Massage

In the dimly lit room, the girl lies naked, her body tense with anticipation. The therapist's hands, slick with oil, work their way up her legs, pausing briefly at her inner thighs before moving on. She gasps as his fingers brush against her pussy, feeling the heat radiating from her core. He smiles knowingly, his hands never breaking contact as he leans in, his breath hot on her ear. "You're so wet," he whispers, his voice thick with desire. She can feel his hardness pressing against her, a silent promise of what's to come.

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