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"You seem to enjoy it. Do you like my massage?” The woman's eyes opened wide. "No," she answered in a trembling voice. "Is it true? Then how about this?” Max presses the ON button in a circular motion. In just an instant, the wife lowered her head and sighed, sending the signal to her husband to continue exploring. "I think, my favorite flavor is not green tea anymore," the man whispered as he turned the chair Gabriella was sitting on. A second later, he knelt down and positioned himself between the woman's legs.

"You don't have to. I noticed that you always take a lavender smoothie every time so I came to the conclusion that you like it." "Yeah, thank you." I moaned when she massaged my neck. She pulled my legs apart and massaged each of them. I could feel my body becoming lighter than ever. I was suddenly feeling eager to sleep. After battling with myself for some minutes. I decided to give up and let my body take control of me. I closed my eyes and parted my lips apart, snoring lightly. I fell asleep with my wife still massaging my body. I am so lucky to have her in my life.

I jerked to a sitting position, startling my poor husband. “What is it, babe?” He asked hastily. A smile spread across my face as I leaned in and pecked his lips. Lachlan paused in shock and stared at me with wide eyes. I let out a wild laugh. “Nothing's wrong, Lach. I was just tired of lying down.” “You're not enjoying your massage?” I swear I could almost hear a whine in his words. My husband was literally a golden retriever under all that macho manliness.

“Tempt me more.” Mason’s grin deepened, the wolf in him flashing through his eyes. He lowered his lips closer to her ear, his breath hot against her skin. “If you come with me tonight, I’ll book us a couple’s massage. Let the therapists ease away every trace of stress in your body. And afterward…” his voice dropped lower, possessive and promising, “…I’ll personally work my hands over every spot they can’t touch. Every single one.”

Me: Wait o, did you study physio-therapy? She: **Laughs** Why do you ask? Me: The massage you gave my shoulders was awesome. I felt relieved almost instantly, thank you… She: **Smiles** I used to work as masseuse… Me: 😮 Really?? She: Yeah… Me: No wonder, you did that so well… She: Thanks… Me: **Licking my lower lips** Ehmm, I kinda have some pain in my lower back o… Is there anything you can do to relieve it?

Seeing her hurriedly stuff the photo into her pocket, I sneered. "You left me on the road so that you could rush back here to relieve your tension?! What happened to your Arousal Disorder?" Clearing her throat to hide her guilt, Wendy quickly looked away. "I was just about to feel something, but you interrupted me, and now I don't feel anything again." I looked at her flushed face and scoffed. "Really? I thought your problem was just a lie so that I wouldn't touch you." Under my questioning, a fleeting look of panic flashed in her eyes.

The massages that her husband was doing was giving her a nice sensation all over her body and made her moan. The moaned that Jade sounded out made Master Jave ecstatically move. He embraced Jade's body closer and tight, runs his other hand down between Jade's legs, in her clit, making Jade's moan louder, louder and louder as he stayed caressing her between her legs, in her most sensitive part, G-spot. Master Javen's hardcore was rubbed between her wife's ass which made both of them moaning and groaning aloud.

"I doubt that, though it might interfere with your stroke. I'm in the pool, I can pull you out of the drink if you start taking on water." She got up and walked to the edge of the pool. God, she was incredible. All women were beautiful in their own way, but my wife was something special. She walked down the steps and into the water. She came up to me and kissed me. "How is your day of unlimited orgasms going so far?" I asked. "It's been less bad than expected, sir. At least my clit isn't being constantly stimulated. Of course, it's only been a couple hours so far. Ask me again when it's been at least eight hours."

She's enjoying this fully. Justin is working carefully and professionally, which he is happy about after last night. He wants his mother to be proud of him and his skill. He skillfully massages Marsha up and down the spine, around the shoulder blades, her neck, and even down her hips into her gluts. Marsha is now feeling relaxed, but also starting to feel vulnerable now as she feels more naked with Justin's hands on her bum. She knows how professional he's behaving and tries to relax. On the upside, it feels absolutely fantastic. She never knew a massage felt so good.