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“Ah!” The sudden jolt of intense, aching relief made Adora cry out. She whipped around and snapped, “Louis Walker, what the hell are you doing? Are you seriously trying something right now?” “So dramatic.” Louis remained perfectly calm, giving her a side glance. “That’s a pressure point near your hip. It helps relieve lower back tension. You’re the one with the dirty mind.” Adora was left speechless. Louis continued the massage, his knuckles pressing methodically and precisely into each point, cool and firm, his demeanor focused and professional, clearly not driven by anything improper.

“I haven’t slept on my stomach since I was like thirteen because of these things.” “It’s not mine to give away,” I said. “But I can give you some good websites to order one from.” I reapplied oil to my hands and went to work. Marissa was a little ticklish on her sides, but once I’d gotten her warmed up on her lower back and she’d gotten used to the feeling of my hands, I started moving higher. She had a build that was similar to Rachel Killian - generally fit, but holding a curvaceous softness that made massaging her skin feel just a little pillowy. Her back had a few little moles and freckles that made her feel more real, and her deep breathing told me she’d already moved into ‘massage brai

My hand held the edge of the table and I was laying straight on the bubble without my body falling through gravity. “Nice powers,” I said, and he chuckled, spreading my legs. He got in between my legs and started massaging my back. I trusted him and remove my hand from the tub, and I didn’t fall. He pressed one area into my spine and we both heard a loud crack. “Your back is stiff,” he said. “Well, I didn’t have my personal masseur with me,” I said. He gives me massage before and he is very good at it. “There are spas all around,” he said, going to my lower back.

Michelle found the hands on her back that was easing her muscles that just had been relaxed but also tightened shortly before the woman’s hands were there touching her. She was working the muscles on her upper back and then slowly moving down the column of her back. Working in circles slowly and never using too much pressure, Michelle could relax even more than she already was.

Guess, I really did need the massage. Shifting his body backward, Draven’s strong hands slowly migrated their attentions downward to my back, then outward to my hips and then around my outer butt cheeks. He adjusted his movements to hold a cheek in each hand, using his powerful thumbs to massage and caress the underside of both my buttocks in a broad sweeping motion, first gently and then kneading more deeply into the tissue below. Draven’s focus on my butt cheeks generated a very sensual feeling, each circular motion indirectly squeezing and rubbing together the folds between my legs.

His hands smoothed up my spine before gathering both wrists in one firm grip. "You'll stay still," he commanded as his other hand kneaded the globes of my ass. I yelped as his teeth sunk into the curve of my ass. Then he soothed the mark with his tongue. He poured something cool and slick between my cheeks “What’s that?” “Relax, it’s massage oil.” Massage oil? What’s he doing with that? Noah began working it into my skin with deliberate, kneading strokes. His thumbs pressed into the dimples at the base of my spine before sliding down to trace the crease of my thighs.

I start moaning because it feels good. Heat starts pooling between my thighs and I try not to squirm too much so he will not notice I am getting horny from the massage. I could feel something poking me in the back and I knew it was his dick. It seems like I was not the only one feeling something from the massage, I smile and I ama bout to say something when there is a knock on the door.

He laughed lightly. He went out of the room, coming back a few moments later with a massage oil. "Remove your hoodie and Iay on you stomach." I nodded doing as he said. He sat on my ass before applying a generous amount of oil on my back. I shuddered from the cold feeling as he began kneading and smoothing out my back. It felt amazing as though the tension was leaving my body. Aaron's touch and pheromones were doing miracles on the pain. "Ahh." I moaned as he worked on my shoulders. "I would appreciate it if you didn't make noises such as those." Aaron whispered, planting kisses on my back. "It feels amazing." I moaned out softly.

"Sir, when will this be over? I really can't take it any longer." "Hang in there. It'll be over soon." He repositioned me so I was lying on my side. He lifted one of my legs up high and bent it, holding it against him. With his other hand, he kept massaging my plump bottom, rubbing and squeezing it repeatedly. This man was clearly being inappropriate. What kind of bone-setting therapy was this? Still, the massage made me feel like I was on cloud nine. A rich warmth seemed to flow through my body. Under his strong hands, I felt like I could come apart any moment.

The click as Theo flipped open the massage oil bottle top, followed by a little gurgle as liquid trickled out. The slick sound of the oil between his palms… Then his big hands spanned her back, his thumbs slipping along the groove on either side of her spine, the tips of his fingers trailing over the outer edge of her ribs, curving down to her breasts and abdomen. With a firm, slow touch, he squeezed her shoulders and upper arms, then stroked down again. “You’re tight,” he said. On the next sweeping pass over her back, his thumbs probed at various spots on her back, one just above her left shoulder blade, another at the small of her back, and a third just below her ribs.