The Massage That Crossed the Line

@sambanksftw booked an erotic massage expecting relaxation , not the kind of tension that builds when two bodies share the room and the rules quietly disappear.

Both of us naked, I’m relaxing and working his muscles, using everything I’ve got on his perfect ass : my tongue and my cock. He was hard. I was hard. We flip-fucked. And it became a massage with a very happy ending.