[Massage room]

  May gave me that look with a sly smile but didn't say anything as I took Lea to the massage room, and even prepared everything for the massage, like the dles, the dimmed light, and the sted oils. Lea was already ihe room, waiting for me.

  "You better save some energy for ter or we will be disappointed," May whispered to me, gng over her shoulder and I had the urge to give her ass a hard smack. But sidering there were people nearby, I restrained myself, giving her a heated look.

  "When have I ever disappointed you girls iter of pleasure?" I whispered back with a smirk.

  "Never and you better keep it that way," She murmured with a cute blush before leaviandihe door.

  Oh, I io keep it that way, May.

  I ehe room and locked it from inside.

  The spa room was softly lit, with warm, golden light ing through the gentle curtains, giving the space a gentle shihe calming sound of background music was everywhere, mixed with the light smell of vender and sandalwood. Everything was made to help people rex, including the soft mattress covered by towels on the massage table.

  Lea was standihe bed, her back fag me, her figure highlighted by the faint light.

  I let my gaze linger on her figure for a moment, watg the way the soft light caressed her body. Her red dress g to her curves in all the right pces, and the delicate fabric shimmered slightly as she moved. She gnced over her shoulder at me, her lips curling into a knowing smile, eyes filled with pyful challenge.

  Oh, this woman is hungry. I guess, her sexual life is on a dry run and when a young guy like me offered her a free hand, how could she refuse? Ah! Now that I think of it, I saw the news while swinging around the city about Lea Thompson's breakup and her life. It was a troversial matter as her so-called husband was engaged in some illegal drug trades. Yuri busted him back when she was clearing up the streets. Sihen, her fame fell massively and as always, no one wao keep in touch with a drug dealer's wife. So, if I were to guess, she isn't doing that great nowadays.

  Hmnn... I don't want to be an ass, but why not keep her for myself? Casual flings every now and then. And then... Ahem! Me and my evil thoughts.

  Anyway, time to focus on the job at hand.

  Without saying a word, she started to take off her dress, moving her fingers slowly and carefully. The zipper on her back went down quietly, showing more of her smooth, light skin. I caught my breath as I saw the dress fall from her shoulders, dropping to the floor around her feet. She stood there, calm and sure of herself, wearing only a bck ce bra and matg underwear. Her body was even more beautiful than I had thought—mature, fit, and pletely alluring.

  Wow!

  "Should I take off everything?" She asked, her voice low and husky.

  "If you're fortable with that," I said as I grabbed a towel and ha to her. "You undress behind the curtains." I poi the er of the room.

  She aking the towel and walking toward the curtain. I watched as she disappeared behind it, uo tear my eyes away from her. My heart was rag, and I felt my desire rising. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself.

  This massage is gonna be... Iing.

  After a few minutes, she walked out from behind the curtain, ed in a white towel. She was smiling and there was that look in her eyes, that was telling me, 'I'm go you up, boy.' I gestured to the massage table, and she y down on it, her body stretched out before me. She seemed rexed, her eyes closed and her breathing slow and steady. Her back was ht before my eyes. I adjusted the toulled it down to her waist to give me proper access to her back.

  I rubbed my hands together, warming them up. The st of the vender oil filled the air as I poured a small amount into my palms. I took a deep breath as I pced my hands lightly on Lea’s back, feeling her warmth.

  “Just rex,” I murmured, my voice low and soothing. “I’ll take care of everything.”

  She sighed softly, her body already melting into the soft table beh her as I started at the base of her neck, my fingers w in slow, deliberate motions. I khe tight muscles at her shoulders, feeling the tension that had built up over time. My thumbs pressed ily, coaxio release that stress.

  "Mmm..." Lea let out a quiet moan, her body responding instantly to my touch. “That feels good.”

  “Good,” I replied, smiling to myself. Her skin was soft under my hands, and I focused on the areas where I could feel the knots and tightness. I tried not to apply too much pressure yet firm enough to help her rex deeper.

  I worked my way down her back, my hands gliding effortlessly over her smooth skin. The oil made it easy for me to slide my palms across her body, and I noticed she was being more and more responsive as I tinued with my movements. Her hips arched slightly against the table, and she shifted slightly, her breathing quiing.

  “You’ve got magids, Peter,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

  I chuckled lightly, keeping the rhythm steady. "Just doing my best."

  I could feel her muscles loosening under my fingers, responding to eaent as I worked from her shoulders down to her lower back. With every press, I paid attention to her reas, listening to her breathing and adjusting my teique to make her rex even more.

  When I reached her lower back, I pressed my thumbs into the muscles oher side of her spine, using slow, circur motions. Her back arched slightly in response, her body unsciously leaning into the pressure. She was so rexed now that her breathing had bee slow and deep, and I'm pretty sure I heard her moan softly a few times.

  “Is the pressure good?” I asked softly.

  “Perfect,” she breathed, her voice almost dreamy.

  I went back to her shoulders aed the movement, feeling more fident this time. She seemed to like the stronger pressure, so I added it slowly, being careful not to cause any pain.

  After some time, I softly put my hands on her upper arms and moved them down to her hands, where I massaged each finger individually. Her fingers felt fragile in my hands, but I could also feel the tension. I gave each fihe care it needed, making sure not to hurry.

  Her gentle moans told me I was doing it right, and I found myself more trated than I thought I would be.

  What surprised me most was the fact that she had no stretch marks and her skiight. Well, she must have blown shit ton of moo keep her body well-maintained. But, then again, she was a famous actress with plenty of moo spend.

  I kept massaging her arms until they were fully rexed. Then I went back to her shoulders, repeating the process. My hands traveled down to her waist. It was extremely low. My thumbs pressed into the tight muscles around her hip bones. She shifted slightly oable, her hips arg towards me, and I knew I was doing something right.

  , I focused more on her side. Without my telling she moved her arms above her head, giving me full access to her sides. Still, a gentleman must ask permission.

  "You mind if I do your sides?" I asked politely.

  "Do whatever you want, Peter." She murmured.

  Oh, I will, Lea. I will.

  I worked my way down her sides, applying firm pressure as I went. It was around her side tummy areas. She seemed to really enjoy this part because she kept sighing deeply, "Oh, yeah! A little harder."

  "Like this?" I asked, increasing the pressure slightly.

  "Mmm... That's perfect."

  I tinued down her sides, enjoying the way she respoo me. I had to get on top of her as I massaged her side boobs, pressing firmly into the muscles. She let out another soft moan, her hips shifting slightly as she enjoyed what I was doing.

  "Mhmm~" A soft groan escaped her lips.

  I smiled to myself, knowing I leasing her. I finished massaging her sides and then it was time to ds. I started with her feet. They were slender, with perfectly pedicured toes. I massaged each toe individually, paying close attention to the soles of her feet. When I reached her heel, I dug my thumbs in deep, elig a gasp from her.

  "Ohh! Just how are you doing it?" She groaned.

  I chuckled lightly, tinuing to massage her foot. "Just using my instincts."

  After spending some time on her feet, I moved onto her calf muscles. These were tight, and I k was going to be difficult to rex them pletely. But I persisted, applying firm pressure as I worked my to her thighs. Her legs were long and lean, and I couldn't help but admire the view.

  As I massaged her thighs, I noticed that she was starting to respond more to me.

  I dripped more oil ohighs, watg it run down her smooth skin. I used my hands to spread the oil evenly, massaging it into her muscles. Truth be told, I could see her pussy and ass from my position. But, it's still too early to do something. I still haven't done her front. So, I kept my hands up to her ihighs.

  "Could you do my buttcheeks? It's killing me," She murmured.

  "Of course," I replied as I removed the towel c her ass.

  hat an ass! There was a little heart tattoo on her right butt cheek. I wonder why? Anyway, time to focus.

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