Talking has turned into touching and my hands move over your body. I massage your back, moving slowly with my hands gliding across your body. I move down, making sure I massage your entire back. I feel my cheeks flush and the rush of excitement. I shift to your legs, massaging up from your ankles and into your calves and thighs. I am so wet for what may come next. I continue with my work and get lost in pleasure. I am sopping and my sweetness spreads onto my thighs as I massage you. I am so fucking hot for you by now, I don’t want to wait another minute. I feel your hands reach out and touch me. Your warm hands move up my legs, and I tremble in anticipation.

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