Счастливое окончание массажа – много спермы
Title: The Blissful Climax of Manhandling Ecstasy
In the dimly lit recesses of an illicit massage parlor, a young man reclined on the plush leather table, his taut body glistening with scented oils. The air hung heavy, thick with the musky tang of aphrodisiacs. His masseuse, a lithe temptress with raven tresses and smoldering eyes, worked her magic hands with sensual ease.
Her deft fingers kneaded his iron-hard pecs and abs, reducing them to putty under her touch. Lower she ventured, thumbs circling his edible navel. Goosebumps erupted across his taut flesh as her hands crept dangerously close to the epicenter of his need.
Finally, mercifully, her oiled palm cupped his hulking package. A guttural moan escaped his lips as she massaged his meaty shaft, each stroke unleashing electric volts of pleasure. Pre-cum leaked from his swollen cockhead, a positive omen for the depravity to come.
She licked her crimson lips, desire burning in her’on the prowl’ eyes. Hooking a manicured finger in his waistband, she slowly peeled away his shorts, revealing a rigging of thick, veined cock and heavy balls. His exposed manhood bobbed and throbbed, begging for her touch.
Forcing himself to maintain an air of nonchalance, he assumed a supine position, affording her unrestricted access to his aching body. She straddled his toned thighs, massaging his quads and hamstrings, edging gradually inward. With a teasing smile, she thumbed the sensitive skin behind his balls before rubbing his clenching pucker. He inhaled sharply, hoping she wouldn’t notice his rod jetting another spurt of pre-goo.
Empowered by his response, she circled his distended cockhead with a moist fingertip, tracing the defined rim and hood. Her other hand cradled his cum-filled balls, squeezing rhythmically. She milked his glorious manhood with expert care, thumbing the slit as she worked his thick shaft. His hips bucked involuntarily, seeking more of her silicon touch.
“Like that, do you?” she purred, voice dripping with lust. “I’m going to make you cum so hard, fill you with elation until you’re overflowing with endorphins.”
Nimble fingers took charge, stroking his cock in languid up-and-down motions. The room began to spin, his vision blurring at the edges. Cozy euphoria kindled at his core, spreading outward until his entire body tingled with electricity.
“Oooh slit yes,” he groaned, “Don’t stop, please don’t stop!”
She pumped faster, twisting her wrist on the upstroke. Her other hand cupped his nuts, kneading and squeezing. Spots flashed before his eyes as his orgasm sparked, mere seconds away.
“Gonna cum,” he rasped, “Fuck, I’m cumming!”
His cock convulsed violently, erupting in a volcanic blast of spunk. Jet after jet of cum arced through the air, splattering his chest and stomach. She continued jacking him furiously, milking every drop of his massive load. Strings of jizz webbed his body, matting his chest hair. By the time he stopped convulsing, he was drenched in a puddle of his own seed. He collapsed back against the table, satiated and content.
The masseuse licked spunk from her fingers, making an exaggerated ‘Mmm’ sound. “Delicious,” she said with a wink. Bringing his hand to her lips, she sucked the sticky essence from his fingers, humming in delight.
With a contented sigh, she reached for a fleecy flannel towel, carefully dabbing the pearly dew from his body. Once he was restored to his previous pristine condition, she wore a satisfied grin. “Same time next week?”
He could only nod, intoxicated by his recent climax. As he pulled up his shorts and exited the parlor, he made a silent vow to return promptly for his next erotic ‘massage’ session with this succubus.
