For AnotherMeekOne
"good morning customer and welcome to nu u massage therapy, we thank you for trying our service. one of our trained and experienced technicians will attend you momentarily." he pulled away and tapped into his keyboard.
A Second Relaxing Chance
The same one who, back when he'd been relatively new and inexperienced as far as this parlour's various unique massage therapies went, had screwed up and poured a whole bottle of their signature massage oil over him.
Meeting the Competition
Clarissa wasn't the first person this year to try and sneak into the spa as a client, while actually working for a rival massage therapy business seeking to poach some of this particular spa's unique secrets.
Recaptured -8- Freed (Epilogue)
On weekends, she teaches slaves and curious citizens massage therapy and various grooming techniques. and the fur shampoos she sells are just the best! "fore was one of the many slaves who moved away from the oasis once he was free.
[YCH-01] Sex is a Work Out 2
As such, xander had reached out to lightly caress lethias as a sort of thanks for the massage therapy he was receiving, getting closer and closer until he saw the glistening, ruby red tip poking out.
Who's Afraid...
"so, is this why you got into massage therapy? so that you can explore and tenderise your meat before you decide which chunks you want to take home for dinner?"
A Little Something Extra
"that's right, internal massage therapy. with my boss's patented shrinking technology she was able to slip inside that pill you swallowed so she could massage your body from the inside out.
Friendly Favors
"maybe you should go into massage therapy," aurora joked. "i think this is illegal in most massage parlors," clarisse replied. "shame; folks would never know what they're missing."
Random Idea.
Emitting half a screech, rachel closed her eyes and hugged tight to the frog, her insides working his manhood like a muscle needing deep massage therapy.
Relaxing for the Holidays
Even now she was standing at half mast, her dappled pink and dark skinned cock twitching in its semi-swollen, gleefully giddy state, ready to rise at the slightest provocation as its owner read about the various massage therapies she could enjoy, or perhaps
A Miscalculation
Dave had drunkenly promised serling the best massage he had ever been given, and once again either by sheer luck or perhaps by the fact that no amount of alcohol could dull the stallion's highly honed skill when it came to massage therapy, it felt
Bright Eyes Never Die
Ares had taken two years of massage therapy, so he gently rubbed her neck, and after 5 minutes she was asleep on the table. she awake to the sound of the bell ringing for lunch, and the lion was already gone by then.