The Massage

Massage

The door closes behind us, the room is filled with the subtle aroma of vanilla from the burning candle, its flame casting a soft yellow glow in the room. Slowly we remove each other’s clothes, watching each piece fall to the floor like leaves from a tree. I take your hand and lead you to the bed; gently I push you onto the bed so that you are now lying on your back. I take a bottle of oil and generously pour the liquid into my hands. Slowly I begin to spread the oil on your feet & around every toe, I begin to move my way up to your ankles increasing the pressure with my hands, kneading and sliding higher and higher. As I reach your inner thigh I begin to slow down and ease the pressure with my hands careful not to touch any other part of your body. I look up to see your eyes pleading with me to move my hand just a centimeter higher, closer to your now throbbing shaft. I ignore their plea and continue to glide my slippery hands around your crutch, the movement of air creating a cool and subtle draft on your hot naked skin. I see your eyes now glazed with desire watching my mouth.
Slowly I moisten my lips and begin to lower my head closer and closer to your burning rigid shaft. I feel your body shudder with excitement as you watch my mouth open, and as my moist tongue slowly begins its path from the base of your enormous prick I see the Goosebumps appear all over your body. Slowly my wet tongue makes its way up the length of your shaft until it reaches the tip, then ever so slowly at a snails pace it begins to slide its way back down. A groan escapes your lips and your hands begin to reach for me, I push them away and at the same time I take you into my mouth, in doing so the pleasure now evident on your perspiring face. You begin to raise your hips slightly and in doing so, push your wet cock further into my mouth to the point where I can feel it pass my tonsils …………………………………………….