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Title: “A Sensual Spike Up Her Spine”

The soft, sensual music created a soothing atmosphere as the voyeur panned into the dimly lit massage parlor. Lurking shadows and flickering candlelight hinted at clandestine activities to come. The warm glow illuminated the tousled blonde locks of a buxom, barely-clothed vixen sprawled seductively face down on the plush massage table. Her perky, round buttocks peeked out invitingly from beneath a tiny white towel.

The camera zoomed in to appreciate her youthful, petite frame, all soft curves and supple skin. Pert breasts pressed against the table, threatening to burst free from her skimpy top. Her makeup was impeccable, from smoky eyes to plump, shiny lips. If this was her usual workout attire, the Massage Therapist had his work cut out for him!

Speak of the devil, a dark figure emerged from the shadows. He was tall, muscular and commanding, dressed in a crisp white button-down that strained against his broad chest. The voyeur couldn’t peel his eyes away from the bulging crotch straining obscenely against the Desmond’s khaki slacks.

The masseuse approached his client, admiring her toned back muscles as they gyrated subtly on the table. He snapped on a pair of black latex gloves with a snap. The voyeur watched intently as the male’s large, gloved hands caressed the girl’s delicate shoulders, relishing her velvety smooth skin. His fingers worked in circular motions, diving lower to fondle her sides and tickling her lower back.

She breathed a soft moan, arching her back and pressing her ample chest against the table. Her eyes remained closed but a satisfied smile played at her glossy lips. His hands worked their way to either side of her ribcage, dipping in toward her heaving breasts. He paused, letting the anticipation build as his thumbs grazed the sides of her breasts in a tinseled motion.

“Oh really?” She giggled playfully, peeking over her shoulder with a mischievous grin. Her back glistened from the warm oil he had slathered on her skin. “Not so fast… I think you forgot something.” She purred seductively as she pushed herself up, hovering over the table momentarily.

The voyeur watched in awe as those ample breasts bounced free. Her nipples stood at attention, erect and eagerly awaiting the touch of his greasy hands. She swayed her hips seductively as she turned around, suddenly snapping the flimsy towel off and tossing it playfully to the side. The camera zoomed in hungrily on her naked, oiled body splayed before him like a bountiful buffet.

“Why Mr. Therapist,” She cooed, “I’m feeling a bit… tense in places you haven’t addressed yet.” She crooked her finger, beckoning him closer with a sultry wink.

He threw her a ravenous grin, skimming his oiled hands all over her body in wide sweeping motions. Her skin glistened under the candlelight, as if lubricated and ready for his eagerly throbbing cock. He traced his slippery hands along her inner thighs, teasing her heated mound oh-so-briefly before dancing back up. His fingers caressed her stiff nipples with feather-light touches, squeezing her tits emphatically before discordantly pumping at the half-cooked mound between her legs. She mewled with delight, humping her hips shamelessly into his probing digits.

Thinking quick, she pushed his hands out of the way abruptly and spun around. She then bent over the side of the massage table, looking back at him and batting her thick lashes. “Oh, my dear Mr. masseuse. That area still REALLY needs attention.” She propped her elbows on the table as her fingers worked hungrily at the button of his slacks. In one swift motion she withdrew his enormous cock, oozing passionately between her slick fingers.

She handheld his hard, pulsing shaft and began slobbering orally along every vein. She devoured his girthy length, swallowing it whole and deep-throating with abandon. Slurping audibly and pure animalistic desire, she looked up at him with murky eyes full of depraved lust as she serviced his cock orally.

“Yesss!” He purred as he tangled his fingers into her silky mane, cramming her face forward into his crotch. Her nose pressed firmly against his pubic hair and he shuddered as she adequately deep-throated him. She withdrew his cock, taking a deep, satisfying breath before greedily diving back on.

Suddenly, he wrapped one muscled arm around her tiny waist and hoisted her up on the table. She bit her lip naughtily as he hovered above her, grabbing one jiggling tit in each hand and kneading them like dough. He bit his lip as he took in her glistening tits jiggle to the pulsating rhythm of the buzing massage table.

He quickly pressed his solid cock at the opening of her slit. He failed to fully penetrate her without further lubricating, but he kept grinding obzcorely around her opening, drenching his cock in her wet folds. Gathering his courage, he pushed his entire throbbing length deep inside her cervix with a thrust of his muscular hips. She gasped as his thickness speared her, stretching her walls out to their limits.

“Oh God yesss!” She moaned wantonly as he thrust deep and hard, in and out of her tight, juicy cunt. Massaging and caressing her breasts while finally fucking her, he pummeled her pussy at a steady rhythm. She closed her eyes in absolute pleasure, gyrating her hips in unison with each deep penetrating thrust.

“Ohhh! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” She suddenly screamed in climax, twisting in uncontrollable pleasure beneath his muscular frame ravaging her. He felt his climax approaching and pummeled faster, his pistoning cock reaching a fever pitch inside her contracting, dripping womb. With a guttural moan, he erupted deep inside her trembling folds as they came together simultaneously.

They both collapsed, exhausted and thoroughly satisfied, his cock still throbbing inside her as she milked out every last drop. They laid arm in arm, his lips replacing the pounding massage table as they made out sloppily and worshipped each other’s bodies with a tender touch like afterglow.

He gazed as she cradled his softening member against her breast. She was truly a sight to behold. “Same time tomorrow, dear?” She giggled playfully as she crawled off the table and sauntered away, a spring in her heavily sedated step, leaving him to admire her freshly pounded pussy with a grin.

The voyeurist’s room suddenly blurred to bright white, signaling end of scene. He quickly went to wipe the sweat from his furry brow with a velvet paw. The perverse little fellow grinned mischievously to himself as he eagerly scurried off to his furry friend’s house, phone in paw, to schedule their next viewer’s choose-porn adventure!