Expert Hands: From Massage to Ravishment
In a dimly lit massage parlor, a gorgeous woman enters, her body a canvas for the masseur's skilled hands. He begins with long, languid strokes, working his way down her back, pausing to squeeze her ass cheeks. He notices her breath hitch, her body reacting to his touch. He leans in, whispering in her ear, "You like that, don't you?" She nods, her voice barely a whisper, "Yes." He smiles, his hands moving to her inner thighs, his fingers brushing against her wet pussy lips. She moans, her body squirming. He takes this as consent, spreading her legs wider, his fingers slipping inside her. She's soaking wet, her juices coating his fingers. He replaces his fingers with his cock, entering her with one smooth thrust. She cries out, her body tensing as he begins to fuck her, his hands gripping her hips tightly.