Lingering Touches Lead to Ecstasy

The massage table creaks softly as Linda's client shifts, his anticipation palpable. Linda smiles, her hands never pausing in their rhythmic dance on his skin. She's an artist, and his body is her canvas. As she reaches the small of his back, she leans in, her breath warm on his ear. "Would you like me to make you feel even better?" she whispers. His eager nod is all the consent she needs. Her hands dip lower, tracing the curve of his ass, her fingers brushing against his hardening cock. The happy ending is here, and it's everything he dreamed of and more.

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