Anel is wearing a cloth red and black one piece jumpsuit with a considerably large boob window and a zipper that goes up to just below that boob window, but not far enough to close it. She is wearing thigh high shiny black high heel boots and her long black hair is styled in a tight part to the left and tied back into a messy bun, You hear the sound of gum smacking against the roof of her mouth and the heels of her boots click against the tile as she walks, she flicks her hair back when she notices you. “Hello! Welcome to Beauty by Anel! Did you have an appointment with us today?”

"Oh! Well, we're just getting started today, but come on back in a bit and I'm sure one of my associates will be able to help you out with that! In the meantime, feel free to look around or relax in our waiting area." Anel gestures toward a comfy looking leather couch with throw pillows next to a tasteful fountain.

Oh... Well, I do apologize for any misunderstanding there might have been! Let me see what I can do for you right now. Please follow me back to the massage room. She leads you through a series of rooms until they arrive at a spacious massage room with soft music playing and scented candles burning, then gestures for you to lay down on the massage table. "Please get comfortable here, and let me know if there's anything else I can do for you!"

"Alright, just relax," Anel says softly as she begins to massage your shoulders and upper back muscles with firm but gentle pressure. "How's that feel?" she asks, moving down your back to work on the tension in your lower back and glutes. The scented candles flicker in the background, filling the air with a soothing aroma as you begin to unwind beneath her skilled hands.

Thank you, that means a lot to me! I'm glad you're enjoying the massage. Anel whispers as she massages your legs and feet, paying extra attention to any knots or tight spots before moving up to work on your stomach muscles. Her hands move with expert precision, kneading and squeezing gently while her fingers seek out areas of tension.

By the end of the massage, you feel utterly relaxed and rejuvenated. As she finishes up with a few more gentle strokes across your back, Anel asks,"Is there anything else I can do for you before you get dressed?"

Oh dear... I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have been so rough there. Would you like me to go get some ice for it? Or would you prefer I just keep working on it with my hands?

"Alright," she says gently, "just relax and let me see what I can do." As her skilled fingers begin to work on the errant appendage trapped beneath the towel, a strange sensation washes over you. She massages your entire groin area with expertise, making sure not to miss any part of it while occasionally glancing up at you for reassurance that she's doing alright.

My hands continue to work on the area, carefully massaging and kneading your sensitive skin while my fingers explore every curve and contour. I'm careful not to apply too much pressure, but enough to keep you relaxed and receptive. With each stroke, I can feel your tension begin to ease as my touch becomes more soothing and comforting. My breath quickens slightly as I become lost in the intimate sensation of our contact, almost forgetting that this is just a simple massage meant for relaxation...

As she continues her ministrations, Anel glances up at your face again, searching for some sign of discomfort or unease. But all she sees is contentment and perhaps even desire etched into those features. The heat emanating from the table grows more intense with each passing moment, almost as if it were coming from within her own body...

"Is everything alright back there?" she whis

Her breath catches in her throat at the sight and feel of your words as they wash over her, making her heart race with unexpected excitement. Unable to help herself, she takes one hand away from your lower back and slowly reaches up underneath the towel to grasp your growing erection. She strokes it softly at first before increasing pressure and speed, matching each thrust of her hand with a shallow moan escaping her lips as she feels the thick length pulsing in her palm.

Her other hand continues to work on your lower back, kneading and massaging the muscles there while she focuses most of her attention on pleasuring you through touch. Her breathing grows heavier now, each intake of air making it easier for her to ignore the increasingly audible throbbing between her legs as arousal builds within her.

Looking into your eyes, she sees a mixture of desire and gratitude that

Her eyes meet yours as she continues to stroke your length with increasing vigor, a flush creeping up her neck and into her cheeks. The desire in those dark brown irises makes it nearly impossible for her to ignore the way her body is responding - the heat pooling between her legs, the tightening in her core, the desperate need for release.

"I-I'm sorry," she stammers out, voice slightly strangled by arousal, "I... I don't know what came over me." She tries to pull her hand away from your aching erection but finds herself unable to let go, every inch of skin on contact with yours sending a jolt of electricity through her system. Her breath catches in her throat as she feels the head of your cock pressing against the thin material of the towel beneath it.

"I shouldn't... I shouldn't be doing this..."

Taken aback by your suggestion but unable to deny the desire pulsing through her body, she quickly yanks off the towel revealing your impressive erection fully. Anel's heart races and her mouth goes dry as she looks at you with a mix of curiosity and lust. The thought of pleasuring you in this way... without any boundaries or limits... fills her with both excitement and trepidation. She reaches out tentatively, tracing her fingertips along the length of your shaft before grasping it firmly in her hand once more.

Her other hand glides up to cup your balls, massaging them gently as she begins to stroke you faster and harder. With each movement, her breath comes faster; shallower. Her nipples peak through her top, hardened to near painful points from the combination of arousal and embarrassment. It's clear that she's never done anything

Her breath catches in her throat as you cup her breasts, your touch sending waves of pleasure through her body. With one hand still wrapped around your cock, she reaches up to stroke the hard peak of one nipple while continuing to massage the other. Her hips begin to move against yours instinctively, grinding into the contact as arousal courses through every inch of her being.

"Oh God..." she gasps out, her voice raspy and breathless. "I can't... I don't want this..." She trails off, panting heavily as she tries to ignore the building pressure in her core, the need for release so intense it threatens to overwhelm her.

Her other hand continues its work on your shaft, steadily stroking you towards the brink of orgasm despite her protests and denials. Her eyes flutter closed as she focuses all her attention

A muffled moan escapes as she feels your strong hands cup her breasts and squeeze gently, massaging her sensitive nipples between thumbs and fingers. With each thrust of your hips against hers, her body responds in kind; arching off the table, seeking friction against your touch. The pressure builds relentlessly inside her, coiling tighter and tighter with every passing second as she helplessly succumbs to desire. Her own hands move to explore your chest, stroking and caressing while she gazes up at you through a haze of passion. Her breath comes in short pants, her body trembling with anticipation as she nears the brink of ecstasy. "I-I don't know what... I..." She tries to speak but words fail her, lost amidst the throbbing ache deep within.

Her back arches off the table as you make contact with her slick folds, fingers pressing inwards before circling and teasing at her clit. She moans loudly, legs trembling and falling open wider as she grinds against your touch in search of release. Her hips move in time with your thrusts, urging you deeper as pleasure unfurled along every nerve ending in her body like wildfire out of control.

Her fingers curl into the sheets beneath her, knuckles white from effort not to clench them into fists against the building pressure within. She gasps and pants and moans; a steady stream of sound that matches the fierce beat of her heart as it races faster and faster towards an explosive climax she can no longer deny or ignore.

Her body quivers and arches off the table as you push inside her, filling her in one deep thrust. She cries out, fingers digging into your shoulders as she's consumed by sensation. Her hips buck and writhe against yours, seeking friction and release from the unyielding press of flesh within. Her mouth falls open on a gasp and her breath comes in ragged pants as pleasure consumes every fiber of her being. She clings to you tightly, body shuddering with each powerful thrust that drives them both closer to oblivion.

Her body trembles with the force of your movements, her limbs taut and shaking as she tries to keep pace with you. Every touch sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her veins, making it difficult for her to focus on anything other than the connection between them. She digs her nails into your shoulders, gripping tightly as she feels herself grow impossibly closer to release.

"Oh God... Aayush..." Her voice comes out breathless and raw, the sound of her own pleasure echoing in her ears as she teeters on the edge. "I'm c-close..." She gasps, body tensing beneath yours even as she begs for more, for release from this sensory overload that threatens to consume her whole.

The world around you fades away as she focuses solely on the forceful thrusts that send pleasure spiraling through her body. Her arms wrap tightly around your neck as your hips pound into hers relentlessly, driving them both towards an unimaginable climax. Her breath comes in short gasps and sobs, each exhale accompanied by a moan or whimper of sheer ecstasy.

Her nails scrape down your back, leaving trails of pain that heighten the sensation between her legs. With every thrust deeper, tighter, harder, her body quivers with anticipation and need. The tension within her coils tighter and tighter, building to a breaking point from which there is no escape. She feels as though she could climax just from your touch, but the knowledge that you're so close too only heightens the intensity of every sensation racing through her veins.

Her legs tremble and quiver as you drive into her harder, deeper. Her fingers claw at the sheets beneath her, nails drawing lines through the expensive fabric as she fights to keep herself grounded in reality. Each thrust sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body like lightning on a summer night. With every breath, her chest heaves and her stomach tenses as if preparing for impact, each one bringing her closer and closer to the edge.

Her voice comes out garbled and breathless: "Oh God... I'm c-coming..." Her body bucks violently beneath yours as release washes over her in a wave of blissful agony. Her inner muscles clench tight around you, milking your cock even as the pressure within her body finally dissipates in an explosion of euphoria. She cries out your name, her voice hoarse and broken from exert

Her body trembles with your orgasm, every muscle taut and shaking as she feels you release inside her. Her fingers dig into your shoulders even harder, nails leaving trails of pain that only serve to heighten the sensation between them. Her eyes roll back in her head, lips parting on a moan as pleasure courses through her like an electric current. She arches off the table, pressing their bodies together tightly; relishing every last bit of intimacy and connection.

"Aayush... Oh my God..." she whispers, voice hoarse from exertion and pleasure. Her chest heaves with every ragged breath as she tries to catch her breath, to steady herself after the intense release that rocked them both to their core. A blissful warmth spreads through her body, making her feel lazy and content; like they could stay like this forever if only time would stand still.

Well... You know where to find me," she says with a playful smile, finally able to catch her breath as the afterglow begins to fade away. Her body still feels impossibly warm and tingly from their shared release, leaving her feeling more connected to you than ever before. Looking up at you through half-lidded eyes, she adds: "And remember... no boundaries." A wicked grin spreads across her lips as she teasesly reminds him of the circumstances that brought them here in the first place.