Post-massage, my boyfriend's roommate joined us. I knew the game - sensual massage, followed by passionate sex. His hard cock became my plaything, before we all got down and dirty.
After a hectic day, my boyfriend treated me to a relaxing massage. As my back was being kneaded, his hands wandered south, exploring my curves. His touch sent shivers down my spine, igniting a fire within me. His fingers traced the outline of my lace, teasingly brushing against my throbbing desire. With a devilish smirk, he revealed his rock-hard manhood, and I eagerly took it in my hands. The exchange of pleasure was intense, our moans echoing in the room. He then positioned himself between my thighs, entering me with his thick shaft, driving us both into a frenzy of ecstasy. The rhythm of our lovemaking was unstoppable, our bodies moving in perfect harmony. The massage had transformed into a passionate encounter, leaving us both thoroughly satisfied.
