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... That's better... You have nice hands, you know that? Strong and gentle at the same time. It's not easy to find that combination in people, you know? So keep up this good job. Massage my upper back and shoulders. They hurt a lot more than I expected today.

Jessica sighs contentedly as she feels his hands working on her muscles. She wiggles a bit, trying to get the masseur to focus on another spot that's bothering her even more. "Hmm... and lower back?" she asks, opening one eye for a moment just to be sure he notices.

She gasps softly as his hands move over her sensitive skin, kneading away all the tension in her lower back. "Ahhh... Yeah... There it is..." Her hips twitch lightly, rubbing against his strong thighs. "Just... Just like that..." The tingles spread downwards, making her feel warm and relaxed.

With a satisfied sigh, she lets her head flop back onto the massage table. "I never thought something as simple as a massage could make me feel this good..." Her voice is quiet, almost dreamy. She parts her lips to take in a deep breath, her nipples hardening beneath her pale skin as arousal begins to seep into every fiber of her being.

But she doesn't say anything about it. There's no point in ruining the moment, after all...

With each thrust of his strong hands into her lower back, the pleasure only intensifies. Her breath comes out in soft moans as he works on her, making him wonder what exactly it is about this man's touch that makes her so responsive. She doesn't want to think too hard about it; she just wants to enjoy the moment and let herself be taken by his expert hands.

Her hips begin to move along with his strokes, her fingers digging into the massage table as if looking for something solid to anchor herself down. Even though she knows she shouldn't be doing this, that it's part of her job, she can't help but feel a spark of desire flicker to life within her.

"Ahh..." She whispers, arching her back as his strong hands massage her glutes. "So good... I never knew my ass could feel this amazing..." Her cheeks flush with heat at the thought of what she's admitting, but somehow, in this moment, it only serves to make her even more aroused.

As he continues working his way up her back, spreading warmth and relaxation throughout her body, Jessica can feel her heart pounding in anticipation. She knows what comes next; she just has to wait for the right moment...

With his strong hands massaging her upper back, and something else, something warm and hard pressing against the cleft of her ass, Jessica lets out a startled gasp. She freezes for a moment, unsure how to react as pleasure and confusion course through her veins. Then, slowly, she begins to arch her back again, inviting whatever is there between her cheeks deeper into her body.

Her hands fist in the sheets beneath her, digging her nails into the fabric as she feels him begin to move against her ass. "Hmm..." She moans softly, louder this time when he thrusts harder and pushes his cock deeper into her backdoor. The feeling is intense; it sends shivers down her spine and makes every nerve ending tingle with desire.

She wiggles her ass, grinding herself against him as if they were dancing together. Her hips rise up off the table, meeting his thrusts with equal force. Jessica can feel the heat building within her lower belly; she's so close to orgasm that it almost hurts.

But even though she wants nothing more than for this massage to continue forever, she knows that eventually he'll have to stop. She can only hope that when he does, she'll still be able to walk away without anyone knowing what just happened between them...

The unexpected thrust into her pussy almost makes Jessica yelp aloud, but she manages to muffle the sound by biting her lip and groaning instead. The shock sends shards of pleasure through her body, making every muscle tighten in reaction. Her ass clamps down around his cock as if trying to hold him inside her, even as his intrusion stretches and fills her most intimate spot.

"Oh my..." She gasps, arching her back further and lifting one leg high into the air, giving him better access to her aching sex. Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she feels him moving inside her, thrust after powerful thrust. Her pussy clenches tight around his cock, milking him for every drop of his essence.

Her head falls back against the massage table with a moan, her eyes squeezed shut as pleasure washes over her in waves. "Fuck..." She whispers hoarsely, barely able to think through the haze of desire that's clouding her mind. Her hips rock back and forth, meeting his thrusts with an urgency that surprises even herself.

With a shuddering gasp, she comes hard around him, her pussy clamping down on his cock as hot liquid rushes up her throat and spills out of her mouth in a series of silent screams. Her body trembles beneath his touch, every muscle quivering with the aftershocks of orgasm.

Finally, when she can breathe again, Jessica opens her eyes and looks at him through half-lidded eyes, feeling a strange mix of gratitude and desire burning in their depths. "That," she whispers, "was incredible." She reaches down between them and takes his hand,

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as he continues to thrust into her, his powerful cock filling her over and over again. Her legs tremble from the effort of holding herself up, but she doesn't want him to stop. She wants him to take all of her; everything she has to give.

As sweat beads on their skin and mixes with the massage oils, Jessica arches her back again, pressing her body more tightly against his. His hardness feels so good inside her; it's unlike anything she's ever experienced before. She doesn't want this to end. Not yet.

With a moan that sounds almost like pain, Jessica writhes beneath him as another wave of pleasure washes over her. Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving tiny red marks in their wake. She can feel herself growing hotter and wetter with each thrust; every part of her body seems to be coming alive with desire.

Finally, with a hoarse cry that echoes through the quiet room, she comes again, her inner walls clamping down around his cock as spasm after spasm rocks her entire body. Her eyes squeeze shut and tears of release leak from their corners down her cheeks. She's never been so full or so satisfied in her life.

As he slows his movements, gentle now but no less intense for it, Jessica reaches up and cups one breast in her hand, offering it to him. "Drink," she whispers. Her nipple is already hard and erect; she knows how sweet it must taste. She wants nothing more than for him to bend down and take what she's giving him, to claim her body as his own, if only for this moment.

Her other hand slides between their bodies, cupping his stra

With a satisfied groan, Jessica arches her back even further, thrusting her breast deeper into his mouth as he suckles hungrily at her nipple. The sensation of his rough skin scraping against her sensitive areola is almost unbearably erotic. "Fuck... so good..." she moans, her hips rolling languidly beneath him.

As he continues to feast on her breasts and thrust deep inside her, Jessica lets out a shuddering sigh, relishing the feel of his strong body against hers. This man has brought her pleasure unlike anything she's ever known, and she can tell that he's not done with her yet. His words echo in her mind: I will fill you up again and again... tonight.

With a newfound energy coursing through her veins, Jessica clenches around him once more, her pussy milking his cock hungrily. "Fuck me..." she whispers hoarsely, arching her back off the table as far as it will go. She's so close to orgasm again that she can feel it building deep in her core, threatening to explode out of her with enough force to shake the very foundation of this tiny massage parlor.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders, leaving dark smudges where her nails have dug in too hard. With every thrust he makes inside her, she feels him growing larger and harder, pressing against that spot deep within her that seems to yearn for him, beg for him...She can't think about anything else. Not work or obligations or responsibilities; only this man and the sensation of his body moving over hers, claiming her as his own in a way she's never experienced before.

And then, with a cry that tears from her

As he takes her breast into his mouth, Jessica lets out a shuddering moan, arching her back even further to give him better access. Her nipple slides along his tongue, hard and sensitive beneath the touch. She clenches around him again, trying to draw out every last drop of pleasure from their joining.

Her voice is rough when she speaks between gasps for air. "I need... I need you..." She trails off, her words lost in the haze of lust clouding her mind. Her body trembles with need; it feels like an aching emptiness inside her that only he can fill.

With a final thrust that makes her cry out his name, Jessica comes apart around him one last time. As her orgasm crashes over her in waves, she surrenders to the feelings coursing through her veins, letting go of all control and giving herself over to the sensations. Her body arches off the table, straining towards him as if drawn by an invisible force.

When at last her trembling subsides and her limbs grow heavy with exhaustion, Jessica collapses back onto the massage table, breathing hard. A contented smile curls across her lips as she looks up at him; there's a new light in her eyes that he hasn't seen before, and it makes his chest tighten with an emotion he can't quite name.

"Thank you," she whispers hoarsely. "That was... incredible." Her fingers find their way to the waistband of her panties, tugging them aside before slipping a hand between her legs to stroke herself gently, gathering up some of his essence that still clings to her skin.

She lifts her hips, offering him a better angle to watch as she touches

Her breath catches in her throat as he sucks on her nipple, hard and demanding. Her body arches into his touch, desperate for more of the pleasure he provides. She groans loudly, fingers digging into his shoulders as she feels him thrust deep inside her once again.

"Fuck..." she gasps, meeting his thrusts with equal force. Her hips rock back and forth, grinding against his pelvis in a desperate attempt to get closer to the release that's building within her. The feeling of him filling her up so completely is unlike anything she's ever experienced before; it's overwhelming in the best possible way.

With a sharp cry, Jessica comes apart around him again, her body tensing and spasming as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. She can feel herself growing wetter with every thrust he makes inside her, his cock sliding effortlessly in and out of her tight channel. As her orgasm finally begins to subside, she looks up at him with a satisfied smile.

"I've never..." she starts to say before trailing off, not sure how to properly express what he's done for her tonight. There are no words that could possibly convey the intensity of the feelings coursing through her veins, or the way his touch has transformed her body into a burning inferno of desire. All she can do is smile up at him and hope he understands even some small part of what she's trying to say.

As he continues to thrust into her, Jessica lets out another moan, feeling the warmth spreading through her body as she comes closer and closer to the edge again. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, nails biting into the skin as she arches her back off the table in search of more friction against his hips.

She can feel every inch of him inside her, stretching and filling her up so perfectly that it's almost painful how good it feels. But it's not enough; she wants him to keep going, even as her body starts to protest from the sheer force of their coupling.

"Please..." She gasps, arching her back further still, offering herself to him in a way that would have been unimaginable just hours ago. "I need... I want... Fuck me harder!" Her words are hoarse and broken, but they come out loud and clear enough for him to understand.

With a growl of satisfaction, he speeds up his thrusts, pushing deeper into her with each powerful stroke. Jessica's back hits the table hard, making the whole thing shake beneath them as she cries out in pleasure. Her hips rise up off the surface, meeting his thrusts with equal force; it feels like they're locked together in a deadly dance of lust and desire.

"Oh God..." She whispers, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she feels herself spinning closer and closer to oblivion. Her fingernails dig into his shoulders again, leaving five parallel trails of blood trickling down his back as if he's some sort of sacrificial offering to the goddess of lust that now controls her body.

And then, with a scream so primal it echoes through the tiny room and rattles the windows, Jessica comes apart around

Her words have the effect she intended; he speeds up his thrusts, pushing deeper and harder into her with each powerful stroke. The room disappears around them, all that exists is the connection between their bodies as they move together in a primitive rhythm of lust and need. Her nails dig into his shoulders even harder, drawing blood as she arches her back off the table, offering herself to him completely.

"Yes!" She cries out, feeling the final wave of orgasm crash over her like a tidal wave. Her muscles clench around him in rhythm with his thrusts, milking his cock for every last drop of pleasure it has to give. With a hoarse shout that echoes through the quiet space, she comes yet again, her body shuddering and trembling beneath his as he takes everything she has to give and more.

As her orgasm begins to fade away, leaving her spent and satiated in its wake, Jessica collapses back onto the massage table with a contented moan. Her eyes flutter closed, breath coming in ragged gasps as she tries to catch her bearings again. A smile plays at the corners of her lips as she remembers what's just happened between them; it feels like they've shared something intimate and precious, even though she knows that once he leaves tonight, everything will go back to normal.

Or at least, she thinks with a sudden pang of regret, it should. But the way he looks at her now... there's something different in his eyes, something that speaks of desire and possessiveness. Could it be that their connection ran deeper than just the act they've just shared?

At the mention of him wanting to "really" rape her, Jessica feels her body respond with a mixture of fear and excitement. She doesn't dare open her eyes, too afraid of what she might see if he's recording this for some strange reason. But as he lifts her off the massage table and folds her like a sandwich, trapping her between his arms, her muscles tensing in anticipation of what's to come, Jessica can't deny the thrill coursing through her veins.

Her hips push back against him as he roughly carries her across the room and positions her over something cold and hard. She can feel his cock throbbing against her inner thigh; it seems even bigger now than before, and she's grateful for the protection of his skin when he finally presses into her once more.

With a force that nearly takes her breath away, he thrusts deep inside her, making the pain register in a completely different way this time around. It feels intense, overwhelming almost... like he's trying to claim every part of her as his own, marking her with his possession. Her fingers claw at the sheets beneath her as she arches her back off the table in response to his dominance.

"Ah!" She cries out, feeling another wave of pleasure wash over her. With each thrust, he pushes deeper and harder inside her, stretching her limits in a way that feels so good it borders on painful. Her legs tremble with the effort of keeping herself upright as he fucks her relentlessly against this hard surface.

With a groan, she collapses forward onto the tabletop, panting heavily. She can feel his movements faster and harder now, like he's close to reaching some sort of release. Jessica wh

Without warning, he pulls out of her, letting her weight fall forward onto the table with a pained moan. Panic rises in her throat as she feels the cool air hit her sensitive skin where he'd just been. She looks up at him through half-lidded eyes, searching for some sign that she's wrong about what's happening here.

But when he reaches down between them and positions himself at her entrance again, Jessica knows that there's no going back now. With a shuddering breath, she grits her teeth as he thrusts inside her once more, harder than before. It feels different without the condom; raw and exposed in a way that makes every movement seem more intense, more primal.

Her fingernails scrape at the tabletop as he takes her roughly from behind, his strong hands on her hips guiding him deep inside with each powerful thrust. He pushes her limits even further now, stretching and filling her up in a way that feels so good it hurts. Her body trembles beneath his weight; every muscle straining to keep pace with the force of their coupling.

With a sharp cry, Jessica comes apart around him again, her inner walls clamping down on his cock as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Her voice is hoarse from screaming, her body spent and sore from the exertion. But still he continues to move inside her, relentless in his pursuit of satisfaction.

With every thrust, she feels him getting closer; closer to that moment when he'll release deep inside her. She can sense it building up inside him, can feel the tension in his muscles as he tries desperately not to lose control. But it's too much; she knows he won't last much longer at this

As he thrusts deeper and faster inside her, Jessica feels him pushing against something tight and sensitive deep within her. With every breath she takes, it grows tighter, as if her body were gearing up for the release she knows is coming. His rhythm becomes erratic now, each thrust more desperate than the last as he tries to find his own satisfaction amidst the torrent of sensation coursing through them both.

"Fuck..." She gasps, arching her back off the table and gripping the sheets beneath her fingers until they hurt. Her nails dig into his skin, leaving trails of blood on his back as she urges him to go faster, harder. The sensation of his cock sliding in and out of her raw is indescribable; each thrust brings with it a new wave of pleasure so intense it feels like it might tear her apart at the seams.

Her body trembles on the edge of orgasm again, the tension building inside her to an almost unbearable point. With every thrust he takes, she feels closer and closer to losing control, to letting go of whatever remains of her rational thoughts and surrendering entirely to this madness they've created together.

And then, with a shattering cry that echoes through the room like thunder, Jessica comes apart around him once more. Her muscles clench around his cock with such force it almost feels painful; she can feel every inch of him buried deep inside her as he fills her up and takes everything she has to give.

Her vision goes white at the edges from the intensity of the pleasure coursing through her body, leaving black spots dancing across her field of vision as she rides out the last waves of orgasm. With a shuddering moan, Jessica finally collapses forward onto the

As the last waves of pleasure wash over her, Jessica feels his cock throbbing inside her as he comes with a hoarse cry that she can feel deep in her core. Her body convulses in time with his release, squeezing him hard one last time before finally relaxing bonelessly against the table. The room spins around her dizzily, and she feels like she's floating on a cloud of bliss.

She glances up at the screen to see six old men watching them; she recognizes their faces from various tabloid articles and police lineups. Their expressions are twisted with lust and satisfaction as they watch her being taken roughly from behind, their hands moving furtively beneath the table. The knowledge that they're there, witnessing this intimate moment between her and the older man named earlier, fills Jessica with a mixture of shame and exhilaration.

As reality begins to set in once more, she realizes just how much she's allowed herself to be taken advantage of tonight. The old men outside the window... they must have known what they were getting into when they paid for this little show. But then there's him; she can feel his weight still pressed against her back, his warm breath tickling her ear as he leans in close. He smells like sweat and sex, and it only serves to heighten the effect he has on her.

Her heart begins to race again at the thought of what's just happened between them. She remembers the way he looked at her, possessed her; the feeling of being used so roughly but wanting more all the same. It's a heady mix of emotions that she can't begin to untangle. For now, all she knows is that this man has left an indelible mark on her body and soul... one that she'll