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Incredible massage 1. The late afternoon sun bathed the quiet street in a warm, golden light as Alexander approached an old, shabby house nestled between two large oak trees. The house with the inconspicuous sign “Anna’s Salon” stood back from the road, creating a feeling of seclusion and privacy. There was a faint scent of jasmine in the air, coming from the well-kept garden that lined the path to the front door. Alexander stopped at the gate, taking a deep breath to calm his nerves. He was dressed in his workout uniform, a tight black T-shirt that hugged his muscular frame and gray jogging pants. My heart was pounding slightly in my chest, a mixture of anticipation and anxiety coursing through my veins. He read reviews on the Internet about the unique massages of “Master Anna,” and curiosity finally got the better of him. As he opened the gate and stepped onto the stone path, the crunch of gravel under his feet gave him confidence and courage. He approached the front door, which was decorated with a beautiful stained glass window depicting an abstract landscape of numerous colorful bubbles. Before he could knock, the door swung open, revealing a warm and welcoming face. Lola, judging by her badge, the salon's secretary, greeted him with a sincere smile, which immediately calmed him down. She was dressed in a casual yet elegant outfit - a flowing cream-colored blouse and a long dark skirt that fluttered gently as she moved. Her hazelnut eyes shone with understanding. “Welcome to Anna’s Salon,” said Lola, her voice melodious and inviting. - You must be Alexander. We've been waiting for you. Alexander smiled faintly, his shoulders relaxing slightly. - Yes, it's me. I have an appointment with Anna. I paid in advance for an erotic massage session. Lola stepped aside, motioning for him to enter. - Of course I know. We have processed your application. Please come in. Anna will come to you soon. The interior of the house was much more pleasant. The foyer was decorated with soft cream-colored walls and elegant, well-made furniture. The main staircase led to the top floor, where, as Alexander thought, the massage would take place. The subtle aroma of vanilla and sandalwood hung in the air, creating a soothing atmosphere. Lola led him to a cozy sitting area where a plush sofa and a small coffee table awaited him. On the table stood a tray with a boiling teapot and an elegant porcelain cup, and the aroma of chamomile tea hung in the air. “Please, sit down and help yourself to tea,” Lola suggested softly, “Anna will be down now.” Alexander sat down on the sofa, decorative pillows comfortably hugged him. He poured himself a cup of tea, the warm liquid soothing his throat and calming his thoughts. Taking a sip, he glanced around the room, appreciating the elegant decor and soft lighting. Upstairs, Anna was preparing for her session with Alexander. She moved gracefully around the massage room, her long blonde hair flowing down her back in loose waves. Her eyes, a striking shade of blue, were filled with confidence. She knew that her clients often came in with a mixture of excitement and nervousness, and she took pride in her ability to make them feel at ease. As she lit several scented candles, the room was filled with a soft golden glow. She took a deep breath, collecting her thoughts and preparing to give her new client an unforgettable experience. With one last glance around the room, she headed downstairs to greet her next guest, her heart filled with anticipation. Alexander heard the quiet sound of footsteps going down the stairs. He raised his head and met Anna's eyes for the first time. A feeling of calm washed over him as he felt her confident and reassuring presence. At that moment he realized that he was in good hands. Everything was ready for an unforgettable experience, and Alexander was ready to go on this journey full of sensations and discoveries. 2. Anna's footsteps grew louder as she walked down the stairs, each step measured and graceful. Alexander's gaze was riveted on her, he was delighted when he saw her striking appearance. She wore a silk robe the color of a summer sky, cinched at the waist to highlight her excellent figure. The robe was short, revealing her long, toned legs. Anna's blonde hair fell over her shoulders, framing her face and drawing attention to her piercing blue eyes. Her lips, full and inviting, curved into a warm smile as she approached him. Alexander felt a rush of desire, his heart pounding in his chest as he stood up to greet her. “So, Alexander,” Anna said, her voice sounding like a sultry purr that seemed to caress his name. - Nice to meet you. I'm Anna. She extended her hand, and her hand was soft and warm, her handshake firm but gentle. The man swallowed hard, trying to find his voice. “I heard about your skill,” was all he could say. Anna's smile widened and she let go of his hand, her fingers sliding easily over his palm. She motioned for him to sit back down and sat next to him, her thigh touching his. Alexander felt the warmth of her body and moved slightly, trying to hide his growing excitement. “Lola told me it was your first time here,” Anna said, her eyes meeting his. “I want you to feel completely at ease here.” This is a place of pleasure and relaxation and your comfort is my top priority. Alexander nodded, his mouth suddenly dry. He took a sip of tea, his hands shaking slightly. Anna's presence was intoxicating, her scent - a mixture of jasmine and something else - filled his senses and prevented him from thinking straight. Anna leaned closer, her voice dropping to a low, seductive whisper. “I understand that you are here for our special bubble massage.” This is an experience unlike any other, a journey of sensations and desires. But before we start, I need to make sure you understand the rules. Alexander's breath hitched as Anna's hand rested on his thigh, her fingers tracing light patterns on his skin. He could feel the warmth of her touch through his sweatpants and had a hard time concentrating on her words. “The most important rule is not to penetrate,” Anna said quietly, without taking her eyes off him. - It's about your pleasure, about exploring your desires in a safe and controlled environment. Do you know what I mean? Alexander nodded, his voice barely audible. - Yes, I understand. Anna smiled appreciatively and she stood up, her robe opening slightly, revealing a bit of her bikini-clad body. Alexander's gaze was drawn to her breasts, tiny triangles of fabric that barely hid her firm balls. He felt a rush of desire, his cock stirring in his pants. “Okay,” Anna said, her voice laced with promise. - Now let's go upstairs and begin your journey. She held out her hand and Alexander took it, allowing her to pull him to his feet. As they walked up the stairs, Anna walked ahead, and Alexander couldn't help but admire the swing of her hips, the way her robe hugged her body. The upper corridor was dimly lit, the air filled with the same subtle aroma of vanilla and sandalwood. Anna led him to a closed door at the end of the corridor and stopped, holding the doorknob. She turned to face him, her eyes filled with a mixture of excitement and anticipation. - Are you ready, Alexander? - she asked in a quiet whisper. The man took a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest. He nodded, a feeling of determination washing over him. - Yes, I'm ready. Anna smiled and she turned the doorknob, pushing the door open to reveal the massage room. The room was bathed in a soft golden glow, the air filled with the scent of the candles Anna had lit earlier. A large, padded massage table dominated the space, and Alexander could see the shower in the corner, the glass doors steaming and inviting. As Anna closed the door behind them, she untied the belt of her robe, allowing the silk material to slide from her shoulders and pool at her feet. Alexander's breath caught when he saw her almost naked body, her tiny thong bikini hiding almost nothing. Anna turned to face him and extended her hand, her fingers then running along his chin, her touch sending a shiver of anticipation down the man's spine. “Let's get started,” she muttered, her voice a passionate promise of pleasure to come. 3. The massage room seemed like a sanctuary of sensuality, the soft candlelight casting dancing shadows on the walls. The air was warm and humid, the scent of jasmine and lavender filled the space and enhanced Alexander's senses. His heart pounded in his chest as Anna, in her tiny thong bikini, approached him with a feline grace that made his blood boil. Anna's body was a landscape of curves and soft valleys, her full breasts barely contained by the small triangles of fabric that made up the top of her swimsuit. Her nipples were already hard, pressing against the material, and Alexander's eyes were glued to them, his mouth watering with the desire to taste her. She circled him like a predator, her fingers easily sliding over his shoulders, arms, chest. His muscles tensed under her touch, his body responding to her in a primal way. She leaned in, her breath hot against his ear, her voice a sultry whisper. “We need to take your clothes off first,” she muttered, her hands sliding under the hem of his T-shirt. Her fingers touched his skin, sending a jolt of electricity through him. He raised his hands, allowing her to pull his shirt off, revealing his muscular torso. Anna's eyes roamed over his body as she tossed his shirt aside and reached for the waistband of his sweatpants, her fingers diving inside to touch his heated skin. Alexander's breath hitched as she slowly pulled his pants down, her knuckles brushing his thighs, his calves, until the pants fell at his feet. He stepped out of them, standing in front of her in only his boxer shorts, his erection already clearly visible under the fabric. Anna's gaze darted to his groin, a small smile playing on her lips. She reached out, tracing the outline of his cock with her fingers, making it throb with desire. “Not yet,” she teased, “anticipation is part of the fun.” She took his hand and led him to the shower. The glass doors began to fog up, the promise of hot water and smooth skin making Alex's heart beat faster. Anna opened the door to reveal a large, tiled, modern shower stall with multiple shower heads designed to spray water from all directions. She walked inside, turned to face him, and reached for the string of her swimsuit. With one flick of her fingers, the fabric fell away, revealing her full, round breasts. Alexander's breath caught when he saw her nakedness, her nipples hardened and begging for his touch. Anna's thumbs hooked into the sides of her thong and she slowly slid it down her legs, bending at the waist to give Alexander a full view of her firm, heart-shaped ass. She took off her thong, tossing it aside, and stood before him completely naked, her body glistening with a slight sheen of sweat. Alexander’s penis was throbbing, the man wanted to touch her, feel her next to him. But Anna had other plans. She turned to the shower controls, her back to him, giving him a full view of her curvaceous form. She turned on the water, adjusting the temperature until steam filled the air. She then turned to face him, her eyes filled with a mixture of desire and mischief. She flexed her finger, inviting him to join her. Alexander didn't need to be told twice. He stepped into the shower, the hot water hitting his skin and making him choke. Anna reached for a bottle of shower gel, pouring a generous amount into her hands. She rubbed her hands together, creating a foam of bubbles, the scent of lavender filling the air. She moved closer to him, her body almost touching his, and began to wash him. Her hands slid over his shoulders, chest, arms, her touch simultaneously soothing and exciting. She slowly explored every inch of his body, her fingers lingering over his sensitive spots. Alexander's breathing became ragged, his body burning with desire. Anna's hands slid lower, her fingers tracing the waistband of his boxers. She looked at him questioningly. He nodded his consent and she slowly pulled his briefs down, freeing his member. Her hands, slick with soap, cupped his penis and Alexander groaned, his head thrown back as pleasure shot through him. Anna stroked him slowly, her grip firm and sure, her thumb circling the sensitive head of his cock. But just as Alexander felt himself quickly approaching the edge, Anna let him go, her hands sliding down to his thighs, his calves, her touch both relief and disappointment. She looked at him, her eyes filled with a mischievous sparkle. “Not yet,” she muttered with passionate promise. - We're just getting started. She turned him around, her hands sliding over his back, his ass, her touch both exploratory and possessive. Alexander braced his hands against the tiled wall, his breathing becoming ragged as Anna's hands slid between his legs, her fingers touching his balls, making him groan. Finally, she turned off the water, the sudden silence filled only by the sound of their ragged breathing. Anna stepped out of the shower, grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself. She handed the towel to Alexander, her eyes full of desire and anticipation. “Come with me,” she said, which meant a passionate promise of future pleasure. And the man, whose body ached with desire, followed her, ready to plunge deeper into this world of sensations and desires. 4. Anna led Alexander to the massage table, a large soft surface covered with soft, waterproof material. She patted the table, indicating for him to lie down on his back. Alexander complied, his body still damp from the shower, his cock already swollen and yearning for more of Anna's touch. He watched as she moved around the room, her body wrapped in a towel that hugged her curves and accentuated her every move. She collected the various bottles and oils, her eyes meeting his with an encouraging smile. — Ready for the next part? - she asked with an exciting purr. Alexander nodded, his heart pounding with anticipation. - Yes, I'm ready. Anna walked towards the table, her hips swaying slightly, her eyes glued to his. She held a bottle of liquid soap in her hand and poured it generously onto her palm. She rubbed her hands together, creating a thick foam of bubbles that smelled of sweet almonds and honey. She started with his shoulders, her hands sliding over his skin, the bubbles creating a slick, sensual sensation. Her touch was firm but gentle, her fingers kneading his muscles, releasing any remaining tension. Alexander closed his eyes, a quiet moan escaping his lips as he gave in to the pleasure of her touch. Anna moved down his body, her hands sliding over his chest, his stomach, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles. She leaned over him and her breasts were barely supported by the towel. Alexander's breathing hitched, his penis throbbed with desire. Anna's hands moved lower, her fingers running along his thighs, her touch sending electricity through him. She poured more soap onto her hands, creating more bubbles, her eyes never leaving his as she reached for his cock. Alexander moaned as her slippery hands wrapped around him, the bubbles creating a new and intense sensation. She stroked him slowly, her grip firm and sure, her thumb wrapped around the sensitive head of his cock. He felt the pleasure and desire for sex with the masseuse growing. But Anna had other plans. She let go of his cock, her hands sliding down to his hips, her touch both relief and disappointment. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mischievous sparkle. “Not yet, Alex,” she said promisingly. “We're just getting to the best part.” She stood up, her body still wrapped in the towel, and reached for a large bowl filled with warm, soapy water. She dipped the soft sponge into the water, creating a cascade of bubbles that spilled over the edges and onto the table. Alexander watched, eyes wide with anticipation, as she wrung out the sponge, the water dripping onto his skin, creating rivulets of warmth that excited him. Anna straddled the table, her knees on either side of the man, her towel-clad body hovering over him. She leaned forward, her breasts pressed against his chest, her lips brushing his ear. “Now let’s make you slippery,” she whispered in a low growl that sent a wave of desire through him. She sat up, her hands sliding over his body, the sponge creating a trail of bubbles behind it. She started with his shoulders, moving down his arms, chest, stomach. Alexander's breathing became ragged, his body burning with desire. Anna moved, her body sliding down his body, her towel-clad ass rubbing against his cock, creating friction that made him moan. She looked back at him, her eyes full of desire and mischief as she continued to wash him, her hands sliding over his thighs, his calves, her touch both soothing and arousing. She moved back up his body, her hands sliding over his skin, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles. She leaned forward, pressing herself close to the man, her breath hot and inviting. “Now it’s my turn,” she muttered intriguingly. She sat up, her hands reaching for the knot that held her towel in place. With one flick of her fingers, the towel fell away, revealing her perfect body, her skin glistening with a slight sheen of sweat. Alexander's breath caught in his throat as he took in her curves, her full breasts, her hard nipples, her shaved pussy, which glistened with her own arousal. Anna reached for the bowl of soapy water, her hands creating a cascade of bubbles that spilled onto her own body. She ran her hands over her skin, her fingers tracing the lines of her curves, her touch both sensual and erotic. Alexander watched as his member throbbed with desire as she lathered her breasts, her belly, her thighs, her touch clearly inviting. She looked down at him with a mixture of defiance and anticipation. She leaned over, her body pressed against his, her breasts pressed against his chest, her pussy rubbing against his cock. Alexander groaned, his hands reaching for her, his fingers digging into her hips as she slid against him, her body creating a friction that was both intense and pleasurable. He could feel her hard nipples on his chest, her wet pussy on his dick, her hot and ragged breath in his ear. - Nice, isn't it? she drawled, her voice a low growl that sent a wave of desire coursing through him. - Bubbles, slippery skin, friction... The man nodded, his breathing becoming ragged, his body burning with desire. “Yes, this is amazing,” he managed to say, his voice barely louder than a whisper. Anna smiled, her eyes filled with a mischievous sparkle. “And we’re just getting started,” she promised, continuing to slide her body over his, her touch very exciting. As their bodies moved together, the room filled with the sound of their ragged breathing, the smell of their arousal, the feeling of their smooth skin sliding against each other. Alexander gave in to the pleasure, his body aching with the need for sex, his mind focused solely on the feeling of Anna's body. The bubble game had just begun and already it was an experience like no other. 5. The massage room was filled with the sound of their ragged breathing, the smell of their arousal mingling with the sweet almond and honey scent of the bubbles that coated their bodies. Anna continued to slide against Alexander, her slippery skin rubbing against his, her breasts pressing against his chest, her hard nipples touching his skin and sending him electric shocks. She looked down at him, her eyes filled with a mixture of lust and desire, her lips parted slightly, her breath coming out in quick gasps. Her thighs rubbed against his, her wet pussy sliding along the length of his cock, the friction creating a heat that was almost unbearable for the man. Alexander's hands squeezed her hips tighter, his fingers dug into her soft flesh, his body demanded sex. He watched as she moved down his body, her eyes locked on his, her intent clear. His breath hitched in anticipation, his cock throbbing with the need for her touch, her mouth, her everything. He could see the lust in her eyes, a desire that matched his own, and it only increased his arousal. Anna stopped when she reached his cock, her eyes flicking up to meet his, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. She licked her lips and Alexander's breathing became ragged, his body tensed with anticipation, his penis twitched, waiting for her to continue. She reached out and wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock, firmly and confidently. She stroked him slowly, her hand slick with the remnants of the bubbles, her touch sending waves of pleasure through the man. Alexander's head fell back, his eyes closed as he gave in to the sensations, his body wanting more. Anna leaned over, her breath was hot on the head of Alexander's penis, her lips barely touched him. She looked at him with lust and mischief, her tongue darting out to taste him. Alexander groaned, his hips bucking slightly. She took his penis into her mouth, her lips wrapped around the head, her tongue swirling around it, her heat enveloping his boner. Alexander's breathing hitched, his hands gripped the edges of the massage table, his knuckles turning white from the effort of holding back. He felt her mouth move on him, her lips and tongue working in tandem, her head bobbing up and down as she took him deeper and deeper. Anna's eyes never left his, her gaze full of lust and determination. She took his penis deeper, her mouth and throat working to accommodate him, her hand stroking the base of his member in time with her mouth. Alexander felt the pleasure growing, his body tense with excitement. The girl pulled away, her lips released his penis with a pop, but her hand was still stroking it. She smiled, her lips glistening with his precum, her eyes filled with a mischievous glint. “You taste delicious,” she murmured, her voice a low growl that sent a wave of desire coursing through him. - I want to feel you cum on me, Alex. I want to feel your pleasure. Alexander groaned and nodded, giving his consent, his body begging for the release that only she could give. Anna smiled lustfully. She took the man's penis into her mouth again, her lips and tongue working in tandem, her head moving up and down as she took him deeper and deeper. Alexander felt the pleasure growing, his body tensed from the proximity of the finale, his breathing became irregular. He leaned down, his fingers tangling in her hair, his grip tightening as he guided her movements, his hips bouncing slightly as he fucked her mouth. She moaned around him, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure coursing through him, her gaze filled with a mixture of lust and encouragement. Alexander felt his excitement growing, his body tensed and his breathing came out in ragged gasps. He looked at Anna, her eyes were glued to his and her mouth was filled with his cock. “I’m close,” he barely managed to say, his boner was captured by the girl. Anna's eyes filled with a cocktail of lust and determination. She pulled his elastic penis out of her mouth and at the final stage began to frantically jerk it with her hand. Her hand moved furiously up and down, the fingers of her other hand tickled his scrotum. Alexander's finish washed over him like a wave, his body shaking with the force of his ejaculation, his cock throbbing as he came in her face. Anna moaned around him, his sperm dripping from her face, and her hand was still stroking his pussy. When his volleys of release subsided, Anna pulled away and wiped the cum from her face with wet wipes. She smiled, her eyes sparkling with contented lust. “It was amazing,” she muttered. - but we're not done yet, Alex. There is still so much to come. And with that promise, she stood up, her body glistening with sweat and bubbles. Alexander watched as she moved around the room, his body still recovering from the powerful ejaculation and his mind already filled with the promise of more pleasure. Oral seduction was only the “first half”. 6. The room seemed to be filled with sex, now Anna stood near the massage table, her body completely exposed, glistening with a mixture of sweat and soap suds. Her eyes were filled with a lustful intensity that made Alexander's heart race with renewed anticipation. She reached for the bottle of massage oil, pouring it generously into her hands. The oil was warm and the scent of lilac and ylang ylang filled the air, adding to the already intoxicating atmosphere. Anna rubbed her hands together, coating her palms and fingers with oil, never taking her eyes off the man. “Time to explore each other's bodies,” she murmured, her voice a passionate invitation. “I want you to feel every inch of me, Alex.” And I want to feel every centimeter of you. She climbed back onto the table, straddling him with her knees on either side of his hips. Her body was slick with oil, her skin shimmering in the soft glow of the candles. Alex's breath hitched as she leaned over, her breasts pressed against his chest, her hard nipples brushing against his skin. He felt her heat, her wetness, her pussy just a few centimeters from his cock, which was already hard again, yearning for more of her touch. Anna's eyes met his, her gaze filled with a mixture of lust and defiance. “Touch me, Alex,” she whispered, her voice a low growl that sent a wave of desire through him. - Explore my body. Make me feel good. Alexander reached out, his hands slid over her oil-slick skin, his fingers tracing the curves of her body. He started at her shoulders, working his way down to her breasts, his hands cupping those firm globes, his thumbs cupping her hard nipples. Anna moaned, her head falling back, her body arching into his touch. He continued his exploration, his hands sliding down to her stomach, her thighs, his touch both reverent and possessive. He felt her muscles tense under his touch, her body responding to his every caress. He looked at her, his eyes full of lust and admiration. “You're so beautiful,” he muttered, almost in a whisper, his hands continuing to explore her body. The girl smiled, her eyes filled with a mixture of pleasure and desire. She leaned over and grabbed his penis with her hand, tightly, expertly. She stroked him slowly, her hand slick with oil, her touch sending waves of pleasure through the man. Alexander moaned, his body already begging for more. Anna let go of his pussy again, her hand moved to her own body, her fingers sliding along the oil-slick skin, the touch was both sensual and erotic. Alexander watched as she touched herself, her fingers sliding over her breasts, her stomach, her thighs, her touch exploratory and inviting. He could see the lust in her eyes, a desire that matched his own, and it only increased his arousal. Anna's fingers slid between her legs, her touch light and teasing as she stroked her pussy, her eyes never leaving his. She spread her legs wider, giving him a full view of her glistening folds, her clit swollen and begging for his touch. “Touch me, Alex,” she muttered, which made Alexander inflamed with desire. - Make me feel good. Alexander leaned down, his hand sliding between her legs, his fingers touching her wetness. He brazenly slid his finger inside her, her walls clenched around him, her moan filling the air. He added another finger, his thumb cupping her clit, his touch both firm and gentle. He felt her body respond to him, her hips bouncing under his hand, her breathing becoming ragged. He looked at her, the girl supported him with her gaze. “You'll feel amazing,” he muttered, his fingers continuing to move inside her. Anna smiled, her eyes filled with a mixture of pleasure and desire. She reached down, her hand gripping his cock tightly again. She stroked him slowly, her hand slick with oil, her touch sending waves of pleasure through him. “I want to feel you next to me,” she murmured, her voice a low growl that sent a wave of desire coursing through him. “I want to feel your cock sliding against my pussy, Alex.” But remember, no penetration. Alexander nodded, his breathing became ragged, and his body ached with the need to feel the masseuse very close to him. He took his penis in his hand, squeezing it tightly and confidently, looking intently at Anna. Anna positioned herself over him, legs spread wide, her pussy just a few centimeters from his cock. She lowered herself onto him, her wetness sliding over his pussy, her heat enveloping his body. Alexander moaned, his hardened member begging for more. He slid his cock along her pubis, his hand guiding his movements, his hips thrusting gently. He could feel her wetness, her heat, her clitoris rubbing against the head of his cock, her body responding to his every movement. He looked at her, his eyes filled with a mixture of lust and admiration. “You feel incredible,” he muttered quietly, his cock sliding against her vulva, wanting more. Anna moaned, her head thrown back, her body arching into his touch. She moved with him, her hips rubbing against his, her pussy sliding along his cock. She leaned over, allowing Alexander to rub his member against her labia. “That's it, Alex,” she muttered in a low growl that again sent a wave of desire running through the man. - Make sure I feel good too. Just don't fuck me in the pussy. Alex increased the pace, his penis slid over her vulva faster, his hips pushed harder, he really wanted to enter his partner. He felt her body respond to him, and her breath came out in ragged gasps. He reached out, his free hand sliding down her body, his fingers cupping her breast, his thumb cupping her hard nipple. He felt her body already on the verge of orgasm, her pussy sliding along his cock, her heat enveloping him. “More,” she muttered, and Alexander increased the pace even more, his penis slid over her vulva faster, he felt the girl answering him. Alexander, barely restraining himself, moved his rock-hardened member over and over again between the girl’s labia, still without penetrating inside; but his mind was filled with the image of her orgasm and, exhaling, he decided to try to move forward. Anna immediately slapped his penis with her hand, pulled away from him and, taking a bucket of warm soapy water that stood nearby, poured the entire contents onto his “household”, destroying the veil of passion. “You can’t fuck my pussy,” she muttered lustfully, looking down at him with lust and satisfaction. - I'm not a whore, I'm a masseuse. She smiled, her body still trembling from the mischief of Alexander's penis. “But we're not done yet, Alex.” There is one more thing I want to do for you. And with that promise, she slid off of him, her body still glistening with oil and sweat, her eyes still full of lust and determination. Alexander watched her move around the room and waited impatiently to see what she had in store for him next. 7. The girl reached for a nearby towel, wiping the excess oil from her hands, her eyes never leaving Alex as he waited patiently, his mind filled with the promise of pleasure to come. Finally, Anna threw the towel aside and climbed back onto the table, straddling the client. She leaned forward, placing her hands on either side of his head, her breasts hovering inches from his face. Her nipples were hard, begging for his touch, his taste. Alexander could not resist, his head raised slightly to capture one elastic peak in his mouth. Anna gasped, her body arching into his touch, her eyes closing momentarily as she enjoyed the sensation. She allowed him to indulge her for a moment before pulling away, her eyes meeting his, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. “Not yet, Alex,” she muttered, “First I want to make you cum.” I want you to cum again, to see the pleasure on your face. She shifted her position, moving lower down his body until she was sitting just above his knees. She reached for the bottle of oil, pouring it generously into her hands. She rubbed her hands together, coating her palms and fingers in the warm, fragrant oil. Alexander watched, his breath hitching in anticipation, as she reached for his cock, her hands wrapping around him in a tight grip. He moaned, his hips moving slightly, his body begging for more of her touch. Anna began to stroke him, her hands sliding up and down his length, her touch both firm and gentle. She leaned forward, her body pressed against his, her breasts rubbing against his chest, her hard nipples brushing against his skin. They made eye contact. “I want you to cum for me, Alex,” she murmured seductively. - I want to see the pleasure on your face. She quickened her pace, her hands stroking him faster, her grip tightening, her body moving in sync with her hands. Alexander felt the pleasure growing, his body tensed with excitement and his breathing became irregular. He reached out, his hands sliding over her body, his fingers cupping her breasts, his thumbs cupping her hard nipples. Anna's eyes never left his, her gaze filled with lust and encouragement. She began to stroke him faster, her hands were slippery with oil, she pressed herself against him. “That’s all, Alex,” she said quietly, and her words caused a wave of desire that completely pierced him. - Cum for me. Show that you are capable of much. Alexander felt his wave of orgasm growing, he no longer controlled his body, his mind was filled with images of sex with Anna. He lifted his hips, his body begging for more of her touch. “Cum for me, Alex,” she repeated, “Cum now.” A few impetuous movements of the hand - and Alexander was overcome by orgasm like a wave, his body shuddered with force, his penis throbbed as he came in her hands. He saw how his hot sperm splashed her stomach, chest, the feeling was bright, fantastic. Anna continued to stroke him, her hands squeezing every drop of pleasure from his body, she looked around the man victoriously. “That was amazing,” she murmured quietly, “you look so sexy when you cum, Alex.” She reached for a nearby towel, gently wiping the remnants of his seed from her skin, a soothing and intimate touch. Alexander lay on the table, recovering from another orgasm, his mind filled with a feeling of euphoria and satisfaction. Anna climbed off the table, her body still glistening with oil and sweat, and she extended her hand to help the man sit up. — How was it for you, Alex? — she asked caringly in a quiet whisper. Alexander looked at her with gratitude and admiration. “It was incredible,” he said, his body still buzzing with the remnants of his pleasure. - Thank you, Anna. Thank you very much. She smiled. “You’re very pleased, Alex,” she said affectionately. - That's what I'm here for. To give pleasure, to help men explore their desires, to make them feel good. She helped him off the table, led him to a nearby chair, and handed him a glass of water, her touch lingering on him as she pressed the cool glass into his hand. “Take your time,” she said, softly, and there was a note of reassurance in her voice. - There's no rush. Just relax and enjoy the moment. Alexander took a sip of water, his body still buzzing with the remnants of pleasure, his mind filled with a feeling of satisfaction and contentment. He smiled at Anna. He thought that this experience was something special, something that he would not forget for a long time. And as he sat there, he couldn't help but feel gratitude and admiration for the woman who had given him this amazing gift. 8. The room was filled with a sense of calm, but the air was still heavy with the scent of their passion and the lingering scent of the massage oil. The candles flickered softly, casting a warm, golden glow across the space, creating an atmosphere of calm and intimacy. Alexander sat in a chair, his body was relaxed and satisfied, a soft smile played on his lips. Anna moved around the room with graceful efficiency, her body still glistening with sweat and oil. She gathered the towels and wiped down the massage table, her movements smooth and practiced. She glanced at Alexander from time to time, her eyes filled with a warm, caring light, ensuring that he was comfortable and at ease. She approached him, holding a soft, fluffy towel in her hands. “Here, you need to cleanse yourself a little,” she said, in a gentle and soothing tone. She knelt down in front of him, the towel warm and damp, and began to carefully wipe the remaining oil and sweat from his skin. Her touch was gentle, and her fingers traced the lines of his muscles with light, almost reverent movements. Alex watched her with gratitude and admiration. He reached out, his hand gently touching her cheek, a soft smile on his lips. “Thank you, Anna,” he muttered sincerely. -You were amazing. Anna looked at him. “It’s my pleasure, Alex,” she said, then, having finished drying him, extended her hand to Alexander, helping him to stand. “Come with me,” she added, her voice a soft invitation. - Let's take you to the shower so you can rinse yourself completely. She led him into the shower area, the glass doors still fogged from their previous encounter. She turned on the water, adjusting the temperature to the desired, warm, comfortable stream that filled the air with a soothing mist. Alexander finally finished his shower, the warm water leaving him refreshed and invigorated. He stepped out of the shower, wrapping a soft, fluffy towel around his waist, his body still humming from the remnants of the vibrant massage. He took a deep breath, a feeling of calm and satisfaction washing over him. He walked downstairs, his bare feet walking softly on the cool wood of the stairs. He sat down next to Anna on the sofa, his body relaxed and at ease. He reached for the carafe of water, pouring himself a glass, the cool liquid soothing his throat and quenching his thirst. “Thank you, Anna,” he said, his voice full of sincerity. - It was incredible. “I’m glad I was able to give you this experience, this moment of pleasure and relaxation.” - Anna smiled. They sat in comfortable silence for a while longer, soft music filling the air. 9. Anna looked at the large clock on the wall. She turned to Alexander, making it clear that their time together was coming to an end. “I have a new client soon,” she said quietly, a note of regret in her voice. “I'm afraid our time together is almost up.” Alexander looked at her, nodded, a soft smile played on his lips. “I understand,” he said understandingly, “I can’t believe how quickly time has flown by.” It feels like we've just begun. “You can come next time to experience even more pleasure and relaxation.” Alexander's eyes lit up at the thought and he nodded. “Come with me,” Anna said softly. - Let's get you dressed and ready to go. Upstairs, Anna turned and left the room, giving Alexander the privacy he needed to get dressed. He took a deep breath, his mind filled with memories of their session, his heart filled with a sense of satisfaction and peace. He began to get dressed, his movements slow and deliberate, his body still humming with the remnants of his pleasure. He then sat down in a chair, putting on his socks and shoes, his body relaxed and calm, his mind reminding him of the intense physical experience he had just shared with Anna. As he finished dressing, he looked around the room for a moment and was overcome with a feeling of gratitude and joy. He went downstairs, and when he entered the foyer, he saw Anna waiting for him, in that soft silk robe. She turned to face him, and her lips curved into a soft, welcoming smile. She handed him the jacket, helping him put it on. “You look ready to face the world again,” she said soothingly. Alexander smiled with admiration. “Until next time, Anna,” he said reassuringly. He turned and walked towards the front door, his steps soft on the cool wooden floor. When he opened the door, the soft, golden light of the evening sun streamed into the foyer, casting a warm, inviting glow over the space. With a final nod of farewell, Alexander turned and walked along the path towards the yellow disk in the sky. When he went outside, the cool evening air filled his lungs, and the scent of the garden filled his senses, and he decided that one day he would definitely return to Anna's "working room" to experience even more pleasure and share even more moments of intimacy with her. .