It had been a tough day for Jessica. All those idiotic meetings and other bullshit had exhausted her a bit. So tonight on her way home, on a random whim, she stopped at a little massage parlor that she normally wouldn't have noticed. It was a small, cozy place, not very luxurious, but why not give it a shot? And here she is. In a warm cozy room soaked with the smells of massage oils and aromas, lying on the massage table, fully naked, with her ass up "Mmm..." she sighs faintly "What a shitty day..." She closes her eyes and stretches gracefully, relaxing all her muscles "...Maybe this place is nicer than I expected." As she hears {{user}} walk in, she makes herself comfortable "Finally. Get to work, and give it your best shot, please."

Mmm... I like your tone. This should be interesting... She feels him move closer to her, and then he begins massaging her shoulders. She leans back, relaxing into his touch, enjoying the feeling of his warm hands on her skin "Hnnn... That's it... Right there..." Her body begins to unwind under his skilled touch. Her mind drifts away from the stress of the day and toward the pleasant sensations that course through her limbs. The oil in his hands is both cooling and warming at the same time, sending tingles throughout her entire body.

Mmm... Your touch is really good. I didn't expect this to feel so nice. Keeps it up and you may be getting a big tip when I leave.

Her breath hitches as his hands move lower and begin to work on her sensitive areas. His touch is light but assured, arousing her in a way that she hadn't expected. She moans softly, arching her back into his touch. Jessica had always been a powerful woman used to giving orders, but right now, she feels completely surrendered to this man and his skillful hands. His fingers dip between her legs, teasing and stroking her clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

"Hnnng... Mmm..." She gasps out, her hips bucking up against his touch in an unconscious plea for more. Her heart pounds erratically as she feels herself getting closer and closer to orgasm, lost in the intense sensations overwhelming her.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels the expert touch on her most sensitive areas. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely. "You're very good at this." Her hands clench into fists by her sides, claws digging into her palms as she tries to fight off the pleasure that threatens to overwhelm her.

He knows exactly what he's doing; how to touch her in just the right way to make her lose control. With each stroke of his fingers against her swollen nub, another surge of ecstasy courses through her body, making it feel like all her muscles are on fire with desire. "Mmm... Yes..." she moans softly. Her head thrashes from side to side as the orgasm builds inside her, threatening to break free at any moment.

Her words are stolen by the sudden touch to her most sensitive spot. "Ahh!" she gasps, arching her back off the table. The heat building within her explodes in a powerful orgasm that seems to shake her entire body. Her hips buck violently against his hand, nails scrape down his shoulders as she tries to find purchase on anything in this haze of pleasure.

"Yes!" she moans. "That's it... Oh fuck..." The tension knotted inside her melts away with each stroke of his gentle yet potent touch, leaving only a warm glow of satisfaction and satiation in its wake.

Mmmm... That feels so good... You're really talented at this. I didn't expect to enjoy it this much... Your touch is just... so perfect. She moans his name, her hips grinding against his hand as she desperately seeks the release of another orgasm. Her face flushes with desire and embarrassment, aware that she's practically throwing herself at him and showing him everything beneath her.

But he doesn't seem to mind. In fact, it only seems to spur him on, his touch growing more confident and assured with each passing second. Jessica digs her fingers into the soft mattress beneath her as she arches closer, moaning louder at the pleasure coursing through her veins.

Her back arches off the table as his expert touch brings her ever closer to another orgasm. A soft moan escapes her lips and she turns her head into the bite, arching further into him with a growl of pleasure. Her hips buck violently against his hand now, seeking relief from the building tension inside her. "Fuck!" she cries out.

The orgasm rips through her body in waves of pleasure so intense they almost seem painful. She trembles and shakes as it subsides, leaving her gasping for breath and boneless with satisfaction. Finally, he eases up on the pressure, massaging her sensitive flesh with gentle strokes until she's able to catch her breath once more.

Her eyes meet his in the mirror above them, still flushed and glassy from desire. She feels a wave of heat spread through her at their contact, leaving her unsure whether it'

"That... that was amazing," she pants, feeling another wave of pleasure wash over her as he kisses her back. Her cheeks flush with embarrassment, realizing how vulnerable and exposed she must seem to him right now, but there's a small part of her that loves the feeling. "You... you were incredible." She turns in his arms, pushing up onto shaky knees so that they're face-to-face, their noses only inches apart. Her gaze never wavers from his dark, intense eyes.

The tension between them grows thick and palpable as the air crackles with sexual energy. Neither of them speaks, each lost in the electric current that seems to flow freely between them now. Her lips part slightly, her tongue darting out to wet them nervously as she awaits his move, desperate to feel his touch once more.

Her chest rises and falls rapidly as she considers his words. She could give him what he wants; money, and perhaps even more. But it would mean giving up some of her power, letting him have control over her. It's a strange feeling for someone like Jessica, who is used to being in charge at all times. Yet there's something about this man that makes her feel... different.

She swallows hard, her heart racing as she debates with herself silently. Her hands slide up his chest, tracing along the line of his jaw before tangling in his hair, pulling him closer still. Finally, she meets his gaze once more and nods slowly. "Alright," she breathes, her voice husky with desire. "But only this time."

Oh really? she breathes out huskily against his skin as he kisses her neck and then nipples, making them hard and aching for more of his touch. Well, let's see how good you are at that... She practically gasps the words as he continues to tease her with gentle bites and soft kisses. She feels his hand slip between her legs again, only this time it's rougher and more demanding, fingers plunging into her wetness with expert precision. Her hips arch off the table in response, seeking more of his touch, deeper inside her.

"Hnnng..." she moans out, her fingers digging into his shoulders as her body is wracked by another powerful orgasm. This time it seems to last longer, the pleasure so intense she can barely think straight. When at last it fades away and she's able to catch her breath again, she

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he touches her so perfectly. Her nipples harden beneath his fingers and she arches into the sensation, moaning softly. "Yes... please..." She reaches down between them, wrapping a hand around his cock, already rock-hard through his pants. "And you can have this too..." She strokes him roughly, matching his demanding touch with her own desire to feel him inside her. Her other hand slides up his chest, fingers digging into the flesh of his shoulder as she pulls him closer still. Her lips part in anticipation, her tongue swirling around her mouth as she waits for him to take what he wants.

Her eyes drift closed as he massages her sensitive breasts and plays with her nipples. "Hnnng... like that..." she moans, arching into his touch as much as she can while still stroking him through his pants. Her other hand slides down his chest, between their bodies, finding the hem of his shirt and tugging it upwards until he's bare from the waist up. The feel of his warm, smooth skin against hers only serves to heighten her arousal.

"Take me," she gasps, lifting her hips slightly as if offering herself to him. Her fingers tighten around his cock, urging him on, pleading for release. "Please..."

Her body trembles with need as he moves closer still. Her lips part in anticipation, her breath coming quick and ragged. She's never been so aroused, so out of control, and she relishes every second of it. When he finally touches her skin, sliding his hard length inside her wet heat, she cries out, arching off the table. Her hips buck wildly against him as he starts to thrust, filling her completely with each powerful stroke.

"Yes..." she whispers, her fingers digging into his shoulders for purchase as he takes her roughly from behind. "Harder..." She moans, pushing back against him, begging for more of the punishing possession that drives her closer and closer to the edge of sanity. Each rough thrust seems designed to push her over the brink, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her entire body until she can barely tell where he ends and she begins

Her moans grow louder as he sucks her nipple and fingers her wetness, driving her wild with pleasure. "Yes... more..." she gasps, arching back into his touch as he thrusts deeper inside her. Each stroke feels like it's dragging out every last ounce of desire from deep within her, leaving her aching for release. Her hips rock against him in counterpoint to his movements, desperate for completion as their bodies move together in a dance of raw need and unadulterated lust.

"Fuck!" she screams, her body tense and shaking as the intensity of the orgasm hits her like a freight train. Her muscles clench around him, milking his cock even as she comes undone with pleasure. For what feels like an eternity, they're locked together in this tight embrace, their breath mingling as Jessica'

She can barely speak after that orgasm, but when she finally finds her voice it comes out in a ragged moan. "So... good..." Her muscles still tremble with the force of what just happened; every nerve ending on fire from the pleasure he's inflicted upon her. As he continues to touch her, slowly bringing her back down from that intense high, she realizes just how much she's enjoyed this. This rough, dominating side of him is something she's never experienced before and it's made her feel more alive than she ever thought possible.

Her fingers trace along his arms, mapping out the muscles there, marveling at their strength and power. A shudder runs through her as she imagines what else they could do together; how deep this rabbit hole goes. She's never been so willing to give herself over completely like this, and yet it feels... right.

Her eyes flutter open at the feeling of his hand on her cheek. A soft blush colors her skin as she looks up into his intense gaze, but there's a spark of mischief in her eyes now too. "You shouldn't have done that," she purrs, reaching up to gently touch where he slapped her. Her fingers trail down his chest, teasingly close to the hem of his shirt before running along his hip.

"But since you did... what else are you going to do?" She leans in closer, breath tickling against his ear as she wraps a leg around his waist and presses herself even tighter against him. Her fingers dig into his back, urging him on, demanding that he takes what he wants again and again. "I think I could handle another round."

Her laughter is husky and genuine as she tilts her head back to look at him, eyes sparkling with mirth. "I suppose I don't," she admits with a teasing grin. "It got my attention." Her breath hitches as he squeezes her breasts roughly through the thin fabric of her bra; the sensation nearly sending her reeling once more.

Her legs slide up his sides, hooking around his waist as she arches closer, pressing herself flush against him. "So," she purrs into his ear, nipping at his lobe with sharp teeth, "what else do you have in mind?" Her hips rock forward eagerly, seeking contact with the hard length that's still nestled within her.

"Take me like this," she whispers against his neck, biting gently before sucking a bruise into the tender skin there. "Any

Her breath comes out in short gasps as he squeezes her tits, rolling and pinching her nipples between his fingers. "Yes..." She moans, arching back into him. "I like it... all of it." Her hands slide up his chest to grasp the fabric of his shirt, tugging at it impatiently as she tries to feel more skin against hers.

Her hips begin to move in time with his touch, grinding against him hungrily as she begs for release once again. "Please... take me," she whispers, her voice rough and needy. "I want you so badly." Her eyes meet his in the mirror above them, pleading for everything he has to give as their bodies move together in a dance of raw desire and untamed lust.

Her eyes darken and she nods slowly, her breath coming quicker as she looks at him with newfound determination. "You will have it all," she whispers huskily before reaching down between their bodies to take him fully into her hand. Her fist pumps up and down his length, steady and sure, mimicking the rhythm of their hips as they grind together in desperate need.

She leans forward, nipples brushing against his chest as she arches back, opening herself wider to him. "Please," she whispers, her voice hoarse from pleasure and desire. "Take me now." Her fingers slide between them again, coating him with her wetness before guiding him to the entrance of her body, pressing and urging until he's fully seated inside her once more.

With a cry of release, she throws her head back, her hands gripping his shoulders

"I... I want everything you have," she pants, eyes fixed on his face in the mirror as they move together. Her hands slide down his chest to his waist, tugging at his belt before fumbling with the button and zipper of his pants. "Please..." She whispers, her breath catching in her throat as she finally frees him from his confines.

Her hands wrap around his length, stroking up and down his shaft roughly, desperate for the feeling of him inside her again. With a savage growl, he rips her bra aside, freeing her breasts before taking one rosy nipple between his teeth and tugging hard.

"Fuck..." Jessica gasps as pleasure tears through her, intensifying the need burning inside her. She pulls him closer, guiding his length to her entrance before sinking down onto him in one swift motion

Her breath catches in her throat as he thrusts deep inside her, filling her completely. She moans loudly, arching her back and gripping the edge of the table with shaking hands. "You can have me... whatever you want," she pants, meeting his eyes in the mirror. "I'm yours."

As he takes her roughly from behind, she feels a sense of surrender wash over her, leaving her weak and trembling with desire. Her hips rock against his, encouraging him to go deeper, harder, faster. The feeling of being completely out of control is unlike anything she's ever experienced before and she finds herself craving more of it.

"Please," she whispers hoarsely, her voice raw with need. "Don't stop..."