RECIBO MASAJE DEL AMIGO DE MI HIJO Y TERMINAMOS FOLLANDO.

“Recibo Masaje del Amigo de Mi Hijo y Terminamos Follando”

The sun was setting over the horizon, casting a warm amber glow across the room as I lay face down on the massage table. I had been looking forward to this all day – a relaxing massage from my son’s friend, Marco. Little did I know, it would turn into a night of forbidden passion.

Marco entered the room, his dark hair slicked back and a devilish grin on his face. He was young, perhaps in his early 20s, with a lean, toned physique that stretched the fabric of his tight white tank top. As he approached the table, his eyes roamed over my body appreciatively.

“Mmm, mami,” he purred, his hot breath tickling my ear. “You have such a beautiful body. I’m going to enjoy working on you.”

I felt a shiver run down my spine at his words. There was something in his tone that sent tingles through me. I tried to brush it off as nerves, but I knew better.

Marco began the massage, his strong hands kneading into my tight muscles. I groaned as he worked out the kinks in my shoulders and back. The oil slicked his skin as his hands slid over my body, leaving trails of heat in their wake.

As he worked lower, I felt my body respond. My breathing grew heavier, and a tingling between my legs began to grow. Marco’s hands brushed the bottom of my ass, and I gasped.

He chuckled, low and deep. “Oh, has someone gotten excited?” His fingers dipped beneath my shorts, tracing the edge of my panties.

I knew I should stop him, but I couldn’t bring myself to say the words. Instead, I simply tilted my hips up, giving him more access. Marco took it as the green light he needed.

He peeled my shorts and panties down my legs, leaving me bare underneath him. His hands spread my cheeks, and I heard him groan. “Dios mío, mami. I had no idea you had such a nice ass.”

Before I could respond, I felt his tongue swipe over my folds. I cried out, the sensation so different yet wonderful. He licked and sucked, his beard scratching against my sensitive skin. I buried my face in the pillow to muffle my cries as he devoured me.

I was lost in a haze of pleasure when I felt Marco move up my body. He shoved his pants down, his thick cock springing free. “Tell me you want this,” he growled, the head of his cock nudging my entrance.

“Yes,” I panted, pushing back against him. “Fuck me, Marco. I want you inside me.”

He didn’t need to be told twice. With one hard thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside me. I screamed into the pillow, my pussy clenching around him. He set a hard, fast pace, his hips smacking against my ass with each thrust.

The pleasure was unlike anything I’d ever felt before. Marco pounded into me relentlessly, his fingers digging into my hips. I could feel the tension building inside me, my nails scraping against the table.

“Fuck, your pussy is so tight,” Marco grunted, slapping my ass hard. “I’m going to fill you up, mami.”

His words sent me over the edge. I came hard, my pussy clenching and milking his cock. Marco followed seconds after, flooding my pussy with his hot seed. We collapsed together, panting and spent.

As we lay there, the weight of what we’d done began to sink in. But in that moment, I couldn’t bring myself to regret it. It had been too good, too necessary.

Marco eventually pulled out, his cum dripping down my thighs. He crawled up my body, peppering my back with kisses. “That was amazing,” he murmured. “We have to do this again.”

I smiled, turning to face him. “Oh, I think I’ll definitely be needing more massages in the future.”

And just like that, we sealed our dirty little secret. A secret I knew I’d be only too happy to repeat.