I had been stressed and overworked for weeks, so when I finally decided to treat myself to a massage, I chose the most luxurious spa in town. The masseuse, a stunning brunette with seductive eyes, entered the room wearing nothing but a thin, silk robe. She instructed me to disrobe as well and climb onto the table. As she began to work her magic, her skilled hands kneading my tense muscles, I couldn't help but let out moans of pleasure. Suddenly, her touch became more intense, more passionate, and before I knew it, she had climbed on top of me. She straddled my waist, her perfect breasts pressing against my chest as she ground her wet pussy against my hard cock. The masseuse, no longer content with just giving me a massage, took control of the situation and began to vehemently fuck me while moaning in pleasure.
