The Towel Slip That Changed Everything

I booked a simple relaxation massage to unwind – but my gorgeous masseuse had other plans the second things got heated Her soft, oiled hands glide up my thighs, teasing higher and higher – I get hard and start secretly stroking myself under the towel. Then – classic slip – the towel falls away completely. She freezes, eyes locked on my throbbing cock. Instead of freaking out, she smirks, bites her lip and says quietly –
I’ve only ever practiced lingam massage on training dummies – mind if I use the real thing this time What follows is the slowest, most sensual lingam massage of my life – long, slippery strokes, gentle squeezes, her breathing getting heavier by the second. She gets so turned on that her hands start shaking – then she just can’t resist anymore. She drops to her knees, wraps her warm lips around me, and takes me deep – sloppy, eager, hungry. And when I couldn’t hold back any longer – I exploded straight down her throat while she swallowed every