As the massage therapist, I enter the room to find Mommy reclined on the table, eyes closed and a content smile on her face. She's wearing a revealing robe that hides little from my hungry gaze. My hands are already anticipating the feel of her soft skin beneath my fingertips. I begin the massage, starting with her tense shoulders and neck before slowly working my way down to her toned back and rounded glutes. Mommy sighs in contentment as I knead her flesh, my hands lingering for longer than necessary on her ass cheeks. I can feel the heat emanating from her body, and the growing bulge in my pants tells me I'm not the only one aroused by this massage.
As I apply more pressure, Mommy gasps and her body tenses slightly. "That feels so good," she whispers I gradually increase the intensity of my touch, exploring every inch of her sensitive skin.
