Lesbian Masseuse Novels & Stories

Mason then took the lube that was on the side table and it was now that I realized why he insisted we take a thorough bath even in that area. Was I always a bi? Or did the goddess change her mind along the way and give me two mates of the opposite sex? I wondered as I gathered that I enjoyed what Mason was doing to me as much as I was enjoying Tessa's part in it. Mason poured lube on his fingers and inserted a finger in my rose bud and I swear the sensation was out of this world. It was a mixture of pain and pleasure. I cried out. I don't know whether it was because of pain or pleasure.

He said in amusement, “Matthew, you’re great at pretending to be blind. I’ve worked with so many blind people, but I didn’t even notice that you were faking it.” I smiled awkwardly. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to lie to you, but you only hire blind masseurs here. I had no choice but to…” I was about to explain myself when he gestured for me to stop. He looked at me and said meaningfully, “Do you know why I only hire blind masseurs?” I was stunned. I asked, “Isn’t this a blind massage center?” He laughed. “That is only a marketing strategy. The reason why I only want blind masseurs is that the VIPs who visit the top floor are very wealthy.