Massage turned into slick sex. Long fuck as guy totally relaxed on the table

The glass door of the massage parlor swung open with a chime as Alex stepped inside, reluctantly. His muscles ached from the long drive and tense moods back at work. A soothing, lilac-infused ambiance greeted him. Soft music droned in the background, punctuated by rippling melodies. He took a deep breath, the fragrance of essential oils momentarily clearing his thoughts.

Melanie, the receptionist, gave him a warm smile. “Welcome back, Alex! Need just the usual one-hour deep tissue today?” Her words dripped with familiarity, as she did this thrice a week. Alex nodded, handed over the fee, and stepped back from the counter. Melanie guided him towards the designated room, her hips swaying gently from side to side.

“This one should tell us something about Melanie’s background” the AI commented. “Perhaps she’s in her late 30s, married, and this job provides enough for her to take care of a few children in college or an elderly parent. It’s obvious she takes pride in her work, as she knows many regular customers by name. She exudes a certain warmth and friendliness that would quickly put clients at ease.”