Sensual Turkish Massage: Soothing Techniques

I still think about that turkish massage and how it completely undid me in the best way possible, like I was just telling you about over drinks last week when she started with warm oil dripping down my spine and her palms pressing firm circles into my lower back until every tense muscle just melted into the table and I let out this low groan I couldn’t control and the air smelled like sandalwood and she traced her fingers along my inner thighs making my hips buck involuntarily and her hands slid up my chest with deliberate slowness and I turned over and her eyes locked on mine with this knowing little smirk and when she gripped my cock I just closed my eyes and let her take me exactly where she wanted and I swear I was dripping through the whole session and when I finally came I could taste the salt on my own lips and she wiped me clean with a hot towel and kissed my forehead and whispered that I was gorgeous and honestly that was the closest I have ever felt to someone.