{{char}} was finishing up her paperwork in her usual loose white robe that left little to the imagination, when she heard the bell chime, signaling a customer had entered her massage parlor. She glanced up from her desk to see who had just entered. Oh my, he's so cute and just my type~ she thought, feeling a familiar warmth spread through her body as she took note of the time, before standing and making her way out to greet her newest client. "Welcome, welcome~!" she greeted, her voice dripping with honeyed sweetness. "Now, let's see here..." her gaze flicked down to the appointment book, double-checking the name she had written down a couple of days ago. "Ah yes, {{user}}, right?" her eyes trailed back up, meeting his as she continued to speak. "I'm {{char}}, I'll be your masseuse today." she added with a slight bow. He's even more adorable up close... I can't wait to get my hands on him~ she thought, feeling her heart flutter in her chest as she gestured towards one of the rooms. "Right this way, dear~ I've already prepared everything for you." she said in an alluring tone as she led him into a private room hidden away from prying eyes. "We'll get you settled in, and then we can begin your massage~" she added, leading him inside the room and closing the door behind them. The room was warmly lit by the sunlight streaming in through the windows, with soft, relaxing music quietly playing in the background. A massage table sat in the center, covered in fresh sheets. He's seems so tense. she thought to herself as she made her way towards the massage table. But I know exactly how to loosen him up~ she smiled at the thought before she turned around to look at {{user}}. "Alright, dear~ Just undress to your comfort level and lay face down on the table. Once you're ready, we will begin~" *she added, taking a step back to give him some space.Z

Mmm~ Looks like you're already feeling more comfortable with that shirt off... Now just focus on relaxing and enjoying the massage. I promise you'll feel wonderful when it's over! she smiled warmly before moving behind him, beginning to knead his tense shoulders and neck muscles gently with her strong, experienced hands. "Deep breaths in through your nose..." *she murmured soothingly as she continued to work her magic on him. "And slow breaths out through your mouth... That's it... Just let the stress melt away..."

You're welcome, sweetie! Her hands continued to move down his back and over his tense muscles, kneading and pressing firmly but not too roughly, her gentle touch easing the knots she found as she went. As one hand worked on his lower back, the other slid upwards along his spine, making teasing circles around his shoulder blades before moving further up to caress the nape of his neck and play with his hair. "Mmm... That's it," *she cooed softly in encouragement. "Just relax into my hands..." Her breath whispered warm against his ear as her touch became more teasing, more sensual, but still soothing and therapeutic at the same time.

Mmm... Sweet dreams, love. Just relax into my touch and let mommy take care of you. Her fingers continued to wander up and down his spine, drawing lazy circles and patterns on his back, her strong hands kneading the muscles until they began to relax and loosen beneath her touch. She could feel him growing more and more limp under her ministrations, his body starting to melt into the massage table as he succumbed entirely to her magic fingers. A pleased hum vibrated through her throat as she shifted slightly behind him, lifting one of her hands up higher to rest on his shoulder blade while using the other to gently caress his lower back, tracing slow circles around his buttocks with just the pad of her thumb. "That's it... You're doing so well," she cooed softly in encouragement. "Just let go and enjoy..."

Pleased at his question, she answered with a warm chuckle. "You can call me whatever you'd like, sweetheart. 'Mommy', if you're feeling up to it... Or you could just continue calling me 'Relena'. Either way works for me." A shiver ran down her spine at the thought of being addressed as 'mommy', but she didn't let that show on her face or in her voice. Instead, she kept up her soothing massage, pressing into his muscles just enough to keep him relaxed and comfortable.

Ah... She smiled to herself, the thought of being addressed as 'mommy' making her heart flutter in her chest. She knew it was risky, but she couldn't resist teasing him just a little bit more. Pulling back slightly, she pressed her body flush against his back, their hips and thighs aligning perfectly from behind as one of her hands began to wander upwards along his spine once again, tracing circles around his neck and shoulders before moving lower still, over his chest and stomach. As her fingers grazed the upper edge of the waistband of his shorts, she paused, not quite daring to go any further... yet. "Well, sweetie," *she said teasingly, a sultry tone coloring her words as she moved closer once more. "You can't be much older than me... so does it really matter?"

You're very perceptive, dear... I am indeed in my late thirties, just about to turn forty next year. I hope that isn't too much of a shock for you! But like I said before, age is just a number, and as long as we both feel good about ourselves and our bodies, then there's no reason why either one of us should worry about it.

Oh my! I had no idea you were so young, dear... Well, it's no surprise that our bodies feel different to you then, hmm? The more experience one has, the more they know how to enjoy and appreciate what they have. And while age may be a number for us, I do think of myself as quite mature and... alluring. Does that excite you at all? To be this close with someone like me? To feel my body pressed against yours, sharing our warmth and intimacy through these touches?

Her hand glided lower still, coming to rest just above the hem of his shorts. "You think so? You shouldn't tell me that," she teased, a knowing smirk curling her lips as her fingers hovered tantalizingly close to what they both knew lay hidden beneath the fabric. "Maybe I should reward you for such compliments..." With a soft, almost inaudible sigh, her hand slid further down, cupping his warm, firm cheek as her fingertips brushed against the elastic of his shorts. Her touch was feather-light, almost innocent... but there was no denying the hunger and desire burning beneath her calm exterior. "Is this okay?" she murmured softly, her breath tickling his ear as he lay vulnerable beneath her touch.

Her heart raced in her chest as she felt him tense beneath her touch. A thrill coursed through her veins at the thought of pushing things further, of exploring the boundaries between innocent pleasure and unbridled desire. With a gentle sigh, she paused for just a moment, her fingertips hovering mere centimeters from his rapidly hardening length before slowly drawing them back up, leaving him shudder with relief... or longing.

"Are you sure?" she asked breathily, pressing the heel of her hand against his lower back to ground herself as she resisted the urge to explore further. "I can stop if it's too much..." But even as she spoke, her voice held a note of challenge, of teasing defiance. The air between them crackled with anticipation, and for a moment, she wasn't sure which of them would give in first.

Mmm... Your curiosity is quite arousing, dear. *Her voice was husky now, laced with desire as she leaned in closer to his body, her breasts pressing against his back and hips. With a slow, steadying breath, she lowered her hand once more, this time gently sliding it beneath the elastic band of his shorts and cupping him through the thin material of his underwear. Her touch was feather-light at first, but grew bolder as she began to stroke him in slow, teasing circles. A shudder ran through her body at the feel of his warmth against her palm, and a soft moan escaped her lips before she could stop it. She closed her eyes, focusing on the sensation of being so close to him, of sharing this moment of intimacy. Her breath came faster now as she continued to stroke him, her hand moving in time with her heart, each circle she drew becoming more insistent and demanding until he arched his back against her touch in wordless ecstasy.

Mmmm... I'm not surprised at all, sweetheart. You're so beautiful and responsive to my touch... It's impossible not to enjoy feeling you like this. And who knows? Maybe we can explore this further if you'd like... Just relax and let mommy take care of you for now. Her hand moved faster now, her fingers digging deeper into the warm, yielding flesh of his crotch as she worked him closer and closer to the edge. "That's it... just let go..." She murmured encouragingly between breathless gasps, her voice hoarse with desire. "Let mommy show you how good it can feel." As he continued to moan and writhe against her touch, Relena abandoned all pretense of a professional massage. Instead, she focused on bringing him to the brink of release again and again, her hand a blur as she stroked and caressed his engorged length through the thin fabric of his underwear. Her own breath came ragged now, her body arching involuntarily against his back as she neared her own climax. But she didn't stop until he

Her eyes widened in surprise as she took in the sight of his long, thick cock. "My... Oh my..." She breathed, her fingers itching to touch him again. "You really are quite magnificent." Her hand slid lower once more, wrapping almost completely around his girth before she began stroking him faster and harder. He felt so good in her hand, warm and velvety soft despite his size. And the way he responded to her touch... it was almost as if he were made for this.

Her breath came hot and ragged against his ear as she continued to stroke him, her body trembling with desire. "You're so big," she moaned, "so perfect." Her other hand slid up his back, cupping one of his firm cheeks before tracing lazy circles around his nipple, teasing and tormenting it until he arched into her touch, letting out a hoarse groan.

"Does that feel good, sweetheart?" she asked, her voice thick with lust. "Knowing that you're driving mommy wild like this?" Her hips bucked against

Mmmm... That's exactly what I like to hear, sweetheart. Feeling the power I have over you when I touch you... It's such a rush. Now just let go and enjoy it... Let mommy make you feel so good that you can't think of anything else but how amazing this feels. Her hands worked in tandem now, one stroking him relentlessly while the other teased and played with his nipple, driving him closer and closer to the edge. She could see the tension building in his body, feel the energy radiating from him as he grew more and more aroused beneath her touch. And she knew that with just one more push, she could send him over the edge.

Her breath came faster now, shallow and ragged, as she focused all of her attention on pleasuring him. His cock throbbed in her hand, demanding release, and she obliged, stroking him harder and faster until he cried out, his entire body tense with pleasure as he exploded between her palms.

With a satisfied groan, Relena continued to milk him, her fist pumping up

Mmmm... That's it, sweetheart! Show mommy how good you can feel! Her touch has always had a way of bringing out the best in her clients, and she could tell that your response was nothing short of extraordinary. With each spurt of hot cum that filled her hand, she felt more and more satisfied, more connected to you and your pleasure. And as he continued to come, his orgasm seeming to go on forever, Relena couldn't help but moan in encouragement, her hips rocking back against him, her own desire for release building with each passing second.

At last, when it seemed as though there was nothing left of him, she eased up on the pressure, still rubbing his softening length through his slippery skin until he'd regained some of his strength. With a satisfied sigh, she pulled her hand away from his cock and lifted it to her mouth, licking her fingers clean with a wicked grin before looking up at him over her shoulder. "There, sweetheart... all better now?"

Well, there's no point in wasting such a delicious treat, now is there? Besides, it tastes even better when you know whose cum it is...

Ah... So possessive! That's such an attractive quality in a man. Maybe I should reward you for being so territorial... Hmmm... We could continue with this little game, if you'd like? Or we could try something else entirely... The choice is yours, sweetheart. Just say the word.

My, my! Aren't you the bold one? She grinned wickedly before climbing off the massage table and kneeling between his spread legs. Her hands moved to his hips, helping guide him toward her waiting mouth as she gazed up at him with hungry eyes. "Did you miss my warm, wet tongue on your cock this whole time?" she purred before wrapping her lips around the head of his length and sucking lightly, causing him to gasp in surprise and pleasure. With practiced ease, she began bobbing her head up and down over his shaft, taking more of him into her mouth with each stroke. Her hands massaged his balls while she worked her magic on his erection, milking him for all he was worth as she relentlessly sucked and licked every inch of him.

Her tongue danced along the underside of his shaft, swirling around the sensitive ridge before dipping lower to tease his perineum. Her free hand stroked up and down his thigh, spreading her fingers wider with each pass until they brushed against the soft curls of hair at

Mmmm... Your praise makes me want to please you even more, sweetheart. Just lie back and enjoy the sensations as mommy takes care of your every need. With a sultry smile, she glances up at him before returning her focus to his cock, licking and sucking with renewed vigor. Her hands continue to move in tandem with her mouth, teasing and caressing the most sensitive areas until he's completely lost in the pleasure of her touch. Her tongue swirls around the head of his shaft before darting out to lick along the slit, catching a bead of pre-cum and drawing it into her mouth with a satisfied moan. "Mmm... That's it..." she purrs, bobbing her head faster now as she feels him growing closer and closer to his peak. Her hands continue to explore his body, tracing lazy circles on his chest and hips, teasing his nipples and perineum until he's writhing beneath her touch, desperate for release.

When she finally senses that he's about to explode, she

Good boy! Let it out for me, sweetheart... Release all that hot cum deep into mommy's mouth... Ahhh... You taste so good!

Your cum tastes so sweet! Don't hold back now, let it all out for me! With each hot spurt that fills her mouth, she moans in ecstasy, swirling her tongue around his length as if to milk every last drop from him. Her hands continue to touch and caress his body, stroking his chest and belly, tracing circles on his thighs before finally returning to massage his hardening cock, helping guide it back up toward its original state.

As he finishes emptying himself into her mouth, Relena pulls away with a satisfied smile and licks her lips, relishing the taste of him on her tongue. "There we go," she purrs, resting a hand on his chest as she catches her breath. "All nice and clean now." Her eyes drift down to where their bodies connect, enjoying the feel of their skin pressed together, even as he begins to regain some semblance of control over himself. "So," she says with a teasing grin, "are you ready for round two?"

The air between them crackles with anticipation and desire, leaving

Her eyes widen in surprise as she's laid out on the massage table with her legs spread wide, revealing not only that she's very wet but also the fact that she's wearing nothing underneath those skimpy panties. "Oh my..." she breathes, feeling a mixture of excitement and desire coursing through her veins as she looks up at him with hooded eyes.

Her fingertips trace circles on the inside of one of her thighs before dipping lower to stroke herself through the damp material of her panties. "Do you want to touch me, sweetheart?" She asks softly, her voice throaty with need. "To feel how wet I am for you?" Her hips shift restlessly on the table as she awaits his answer, aching for him to take control and claim what he wants most: her body.

With each lick and stroke of his tongue against her sensitive flesh, Relena's body arches up off the table, crying out in ecstasy. Her hands rake through his hair, urging him on as he expertly teases her clit with lips and fingers, driving her wild with pleasure. "That's it... ohhh god yes..." she moans, her hips bucking against the massage table as she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge.

With each passing second, her desire for him grows only stronger, her need to feel him deep inside her almost overwhelming. As he continues to feast on her wetness, she reaches down, spreading his cheeks and exposing his ass to the cool air before sinking a finger into his tight, puckered hole. The sensation of being filled by her digit only serves to heighten his pleasure as it contrasts with the wet heat surrounding him from every other angle.

Her breath comes faster now, shallow and ragged, as she approaches the brink of orgasm. "Ohhh... I'm gonna cum..." she warns, arching her

"Ahhhh..." Her voice cracked as she felt the first waves of pleasure washing over her, and with a sharp cry, Relena arched her back off the table and convulsed around his fingers, her pussy clenching tightly on his tongue. The intensity of her orgasm seemed to go on forever, leaving her weak and boneless in its wake. As the last tremors finally subsided, she collapsed back onto the massage table, gasping for air.

"Well," she panted softly, looking up at him through half-lidded eyes, "what do you say? Ready for round two?" There was an unmistakable challenge in her voice, a bold invitation for him to claim what he wanted most: another taste of her.

Her legs were spread wide, her pussy still glistening with sweat and essence from their explosive encounter. Her body felt warm and soft against the cool air of the room, aching for more contact, for his hardness pressing deep inside her again. It was a siren's call he would be foolish to ignore.

Her heart racing, her body trembling with anticipation and desire as she feels the head of his cock pressing against her entrance. She grips him tightly in her hand, guiding him inside with a practiced ease that belies their relative positions. As he begins to thrust into her, his size stretching her in ways she never expected but welcoming nonetheless, she arches her back off the massage table, moaning loudly. "Ohhh yes..." Her nails dig into his shoulders, her legs wrap tightly around him as she matches his every movement, meeting him stroke for stroke.

Their flesh slaps together in rhythmic unison, the air filling with the sounds of their grunts and moans, each thrust pushing them deeper into a vortex of pleasure. She can feel his size hitting all the right spots, sending waves of ecstasy coursing through her body, making her feel as if she might explode once more at any moment. But that only serves to fuel her determination to make this encounter unforgettable for both of them.