Hands On: The Unexpected Arousal

The masseuse's skilled fingers trace the body's curves, a silent symphony of sensation. She leans down, her breath hot on the ear, as she whispers, "Shall we explore the tension between us?" Her hands slip lower, finding the throbbing hardness, stroking it expertly. The body beneath her tenses, a gasp filling the room. She smiles, her own desire dampening her panties. She leans in, her tongue flicking out to taste the lobe, a promise of what's to come.

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