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We had to scoot over and made room for her. Charlotte and I were at the end of the row. Once everyone else bunched up, we just got squashed closer together. We both wore shorts, and I could feel Charlotte's thigh pressed really tightly against mine. Her skin was smooth and soft. I didn't dare look at her. If I did, it would make us all awkward by acknowledging that our thighs were touching. I could hear Charlotte breathe in and out. I hoped she couldn't hear my heart pounding. Felik and Grigor took turn giving feedback.

I called out to him, "But Thomas…" He waved me off. "Why are you so nervous? It's alright. The therapy will still take a while." Before I could say anything else, Thomas walked out immediately. He seemed to have no qualms about me currently lying next to another man. My body was covered in sweat when Charlie stopped to take something. Flushed crimson, I lay on my back and fanned myself gently to cool down. We were alone in the room, and the air was thick with tension. My heart raced as he stood next to me and spoke in a hoarse voice. "I'll start the lactation massage next. It might hurt, so you can cry out if you need to."

Of course, again I knew it was one of mine. "Read it, sweetie." I said. She looked at me then down at the card and read. Get a sensual massage from a male therapist while I watch." She read after looking at me for a moment. "Do all your fantasies involve me with other men?" She continued. "Not all." I replied with a shrug. I knew it was lame but it was all I could think of at the moment. Now Lisa has had many massages but never from a man. "Well who would do it?" She asked.

Dandelion? The three masseurs moved accordingly. One moved to massage her face and neck. The other one stood on the side next to her midway, and the last one among the three stood to the side next to her thighs. The three started to apply massage oil all over her body, where their hands knead softly and sensually. “Ahhhh…” she moaned. The man on her midways gave her breasts a good and relaxing massage that she felt her nipples hardened. The man next to her thighs started to run his feathery touch massage on her lower private part. He folded her legs with her knees up to get good access to her most sacred glory hole.

Good; she hadn't lost it yet. "Would you mind if I held your hand and stroked your head while Lisa is spanking you?" "No, Mistress. I'd enjoy it." I sat on Lisa's left side and when Rose went over her lap to be spanked, Rose's face was near my cunt, smelling me, smelling ripe female. Not a bad plan when dealing with a lesbian. I held her right hand with my left and stroked her face with my right. Lisa started the spanking. I signaled her to go slowly, drag it out.

It wasn't her way. "That confirms you haven't learned a damn thing," I sighed. I returned my attention to my gurney buddy. In case there is any confusion, all oil body massages between gender appropriate couples involves oral, pelvic and nipple stimulation with fingers and the tongue. Honestly, I read it somewhere. In the final climb to orgasm, my medic coughed up her name, Layla, then she gushed all over my hand. Aisha was about to bust a blood vessel she was so screwed up inside.

"Be rest assured, Luna Isabella; I am a mated female, and I have no interest in your mate. It is also against my work ethics to lust after a client, so you don't have to worry." I felt ashamed as she explained herself; it was something I couldn't control. Watching another female place her hands on what is mine always riles me up. "Someone is always possessive of me." Richard said through the mind link, and I rolled my eyes. "Drop it." I shivered as I felt the masseuse's cold hand on my body, rubbing the massage oil on me. I closed my eyes as she began to work out the kink in my shoulders, moaning as she hit a spot. Lord knows I was in need of this. I have been too stressed for the past few w

I slipped into my room, locked the door, and yanked the curtains shut until the room was dim and secret. My hands shook as I pulled my favorite dildo from the nightstand—the thick, veiny eight-inch one I’d only ever used thinking about girls like her. I shoved my shorts and panties down in one motion, kicked them away, and fell back onto the bed, legs spread wide. I opened my laptop, clicked straight to my favorite lesbian video—the one with the girl getting a massage and a proper fucking after. The moans filled the room. I didn’t even bother with foreplay. I rubbed my swollen clit in fast, desperate circles, then slid two fingers deep into my dripping hole, pumping them while I watched the

And to Hayden and Sage Owen brought a massage bed and a gel they'd use for their massage scene. Esther cleared her throat to haul everyone’s attention to her while Mindy and Sarah put on the white new panties, Hayden and Sage occupied the massage bed. Then Esther sputtered. “Let’s see how easily Mindy and Sarah will wet this panties with their streamers. And to Sage and Hayden…let’s see how best you can offer a handjob.” She winked and let soft music whisper through the air. Mindy and Sarah closed the space between, gawking at each other…the look spoke volume. The two women inched their faces closer…and in record time their lips was in a cadence as they kissed each other.

The cabana smelled of lavender and vanilla, soft music humming in the background as we stepped inside. Warm light spilled from little lanterns hung at each corner, making the space glow. A row of massage tables lined the room, neatly draped with white sheets. The receptionist smiled at us. “Two full-body massages?” “Yes, please,” Olive answered smoothly before I could open my mouth. I leaned in and whispered, “Um… female masseuses, right?” My cheeks were already burning.