Surrender to Sin in the Spa

Juan, the master masseur, has seen it all, but the new client on his table today is different. Her body responds to his touch with an intensity that surprises even him. As he works the tension from her muscles, he can't help but feel her eyes on him, her gaze lingering on his crotch. When he moves to massage her inner thighs, she gasps, her breath hitching as his fingers brush against her wetness. He pauses, giving her a chance to object, but she only spreads her legs wider, inviting him in. He takes the hint, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in slow, torturous circles until she's writhing beneath him, begging for more.

• masturbation
• massage

• massage