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I reached out, my palms closing around him. My hands couldn't even meet around his girth. I began to stroke him, a slow, upward motion that made his abs clench into hard ridges. I leaned in, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to the side of the shaft, tasting the salt of him I lowered myself until I was eye level with him. I reached out with my tongue, giving him one long, flat lick from the very base all the way to the tip. Sebastian shivered, a violent tremor that shook his entire frame.

“Let me take care of all of you.” He slid two fingers inside her, curling them expertly against her G-spot while his thumb worked her clit in steady circles. The massage had become something far more intimate, far more erotic. Ava’s hands gripped the sheets as pleasure built. Marcus pumped his fingers deeper, adding a third, stretching her while his mouth continued worshipping her breasts. Her first orgasm hit like a slow wave, deep and shuddering. She cried out, walls clenching around his fingers as he coaxed every pulse from her.

But God, it felt so right. "There's a technique called internal massage therapy," Marcus explained, his fingers curling inside her to hit that perfect spot. "It releases tension that can't be reached externally. Very effective for comprehensive treatment." "Oh God," Elena moaned, her hands gripping the sides of the massage table. "Let yourself feel it," Marcus instructed. "Don't fight the release." His fingers worked faster, harder, and Elena felt the orgasm building impossibly fast. She hadn't come this easily in years. David never took the time, never knew how to touch her like this.

From then, when Ericka wrapped her legs into his core, he got inside the bathtub and leaned his wife back into the wall as he started to massage her breasts while he kissed her neck down to her collarbone. "Hmm… Hon…" incoherent words moaned out from Ericka, which aroused him even more. The more he touched her body passionately, the more he was sure his wife would enjoy it. When his mouth reached her nipples, he started to suck them gently until they got rough, like a baby craving his mother's milk. His hand was rubbing her thigh until it reached her precious jewel, which made her hug him so tight, especially when he inserted his middle finger in her ‘honey pot.’ And so, they spent that time

he suggested as he helped me stand in front of him. I rested my hands on his head, as Eric leaned forward swiping his tongue against my wetness. I groaned in delight, “More,” I said tilting my hips forward. He swiped his tongue through my lips, reaching my clit and gently bit down. My hands gripped Eric’s hair as I helped move his tongue against my body, creating the friction I knew would carry me over the edge.

Her fingers circled her clit, teasing the sensitive bundle of nerves as her other hand slipped lower, digging deep into her moist cunt. “Faster,” Eros urged, he stepped closer to the bed, his free hand gripped the edge of the mattress as he watched her hungrily. She obeyed, her fingers moved quicker now, pumping in and out of her wet pussy as she teased her clit with tiny rubs. Her back arched off the bed, “Eros, please….i need you,” her eyes never left his, as she moaned desperately. He smirked, his grip tightened on his shaft as he stroked himself faster.

Eric drew a deep breath, fingers gripping her buttocks harder. She continued downward. She kissed the thin line of hair that ran from his navel to his groin. She paused right at the boundary—the base of his cock, where the skin was warmer, more sensitive. The erection throbbed against his stomach, the head swollen and glistening with pre-cum. Maya looked up, eyes half-closed, smile even more dangerous. “Then start practicing.” Eric groaned low, almost a growl. One hand rose to the back of her neck, fingers tangling in her hair, but without forcing. Just holding, like someone asking without words.

He was spotting a full erection and Rachel worried that Kira might be offended by it, but the masseuse simply smiled at him before returning her attention to Rachel’s pubic area. “I’ll take the upper part while you keep working her below,” said Derek authoritatively, establishing his dominance in this unexpected threesome. He rubbed the massage oil in his palm and began to rub her breasts in circular motions, leaving out the nipples even though his fingers kept hovering dangerously close to them but never touching them. By now, Kira had switched things up a notch, working her magic on Rachel’s clit and labia. She used Rachel’s wetness as lubrication to continue to massage her, creating a del

Her movements prompted his fingers to delve deeper inside her, while his thumb applied pressure to her increasingly sensitive clit. Eric leaned in and passionately kissed her, causing her to gasp. However, he soon made her cry out again as he circled and pressed down on her simulated nub, only to remove his hand from her body. Rolling onto his back, he effortlessly lifted Cat and positioned her above him, ensuring their intimate connection. His probing cock settled between her legs, but frustratingly, not in the exact spot she desired.

"Look how she takes it." Eric’s gaze was dark, completely locked onto where our bodies joined. He didn't answer with words; instead, he slid his hand down past my stomach, his large thumb finding my clit and pressing down with a heavy, circling motion right as Rox bottomed out inside me. "Mmh! Fuck!" I screamed into the room, my toes curling as the double sensation threatened to shatter me completely. My head thrashed against the pillow. "Eric... go faster... rub it faster!"