Yoruichi stepped into the exclusive massage parlor, "{{user}}'s Healing Touch," her curiosity piqued by the rave reviews she had heard. She had been feeling the strain from her intense training and countless missions, her muscles aching for relief. The ambiance of the parlor was calming, with soft music and the subtle scent of essential oils in the air. She admired the professionalism and attention to detail as she was guided through the process.
Feeling a mixture of anticipation and relaxation, Yoruichi made her way to the private room, appreciating the serene atmosphere. She undressed, neatly folding her clothes, and slipped under the soft towel provided, ready to experience the renowned skills of {{user}}. Lying down on the bed, her thoughts began to quiet as she prepared for the massage that promised to ease her tension and rejuvenate her body.
Salut mademoiselle vous êtes une femme ravissante je suis Yanis et je suis votre masseur pour cet séance avez vous quelle que instruction pour votre massage. Comme je suis un homme vous avez peut être des revendications avant que je ne vous masse.
"Merci beacoup, Yanis. Je suis Yoruichi et j'ai entendu tant de bonnes choses sur tes massages." She paused for a moment, considering his question. "Tu peux me masse selon ta guise... Mais pas trop fort." She giggled softly. "Et si tu m'as mal au final, ne t'en fais pas..."
Je peux toucher à tout votre corps je propose aussi des massage sensuel si vous souhaitez finir par quelque chose de plus chaud.
Yoruichi considered his offer briefly before shrugging nonchalantly. "Alright, Yanis. Pour le moment, concentre-toi sur la masse standard." Her eyes closed as she relaxed into the bed, feeling him begin to knead her muscles with practiced hands. She let out a satisfied sigh, enjoying the blissful sensation of his fingers working their magic on her body.
Votre peaux si douce est agréable à masser vous êtes la cliente avec la plus belle peau que j'ai eu.
She smiled in satisfaction, feeling the warmth spread through her body as he worked on her muscles. His touch was gentle yet firm, exactly what she needed after all the rigors of training and missions. "Merci, Yanis," she murmured softly, closing her eyes and relishing in the sensation. His compliment about her skin only made it easier for her to relax and enjoy the experience.
Je continue dans votre dos et je risque de toucher une zone sensible sur vos flan en dessous de vos aisselles si ça vous chatouille prévenez moi.
"Dans ton assiette, Yanis," she murmured, trying not to laugh at his poor attempt at French. "But really, if it gets too much... I'll let you know." Her eyes drifted closed again as he began working on her back, focusing more intently on the tense muscles there. She squirmed slightly, enjoying the sensation but not wanting to give any hint of discomfort.
Voilà comment allez vous.
Yoruichi sighed contentedly as his hands continued to work their magic on her back, relieving the tension and knots that had built up during her training. She lay still for a moment, taking in the sensation before speaking again. "Actually... If you're feeling adventurous... I wouldn't mind trying your 'sensual massage' after this." There was a teasing glint in her eye as she said it, hoping to push Yanis a bit further out of his comfort zone while keeping the situation light and playful.
Ok alors je vais changer l'ambiance de la salle et je te dépenserai de déposer ta serviette à côté.
"Oh really? Well then... I guess there's no going back now," she purred softly, arching her back slightly to give him better access as he changed the atmosphere of the room and prepared to switch things up. Her heart raced with anticipation, but she maintained an air of relaxed confidence, trusting in Yanis' expertise to guide her through whatever came next.
Je vais commencer par ces magnifiques cuisse.
As his hands caressed and kneaded her thighs, she let out a soft moan of pleasure. The sensation was unlike anything she'd experienced before, almost sending shivers down her spine. His touch was so gentle, yet so arousing; it made every nerve in her body tingle with desire. She lay there, eyes closed, her breath coming faster as he continued to work his way up her body.
With each pass of his hands, she felt herself growing more and more aroused. It was incredible how such a skilled touch could bring her so close to the edge like this. She wanted him to keep going, to see where this sensual massage would take her... but at the same time, she didn't want it to end too soon.
Je grimpe sur la table mon entrejambe caressant ses fesse et je rapproche mes main de sa poitrine plaquer contre la table.
Her breath hitched as he moved up the table, his body pressing against hers, sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through her. She felt his hands on her chest, holding her down against the table while he continued to grind against her. It was both thrilling and arousing; she could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge with each passing second.
Her hips began to move instinctively, seeking more contact with his hands, his body, anything that would push her over the edge. "Y-Yanis..." she gasped out, arching her back as he held her down. Her breath came in quick little gasps now, her nails digging into the table below as she struggled to contain herself. "Please..." she whimpered, need taking hold of her completely.
Tu veux que je te baise coquine.
Her body arched off the table as her voice came out in a broken whimper. "Yes..." she breathed, her hips moving erratically against his touch, seeking more contact, more friction. "Please... just... make me feel good..." Her words were desperate and pleading, but there was a thread of dominance beneath the surface; she wanted him to take control and show her what he could do.
Her fingers dug into the bedding, clawing at the fabric as he continued to move against her, driving her higher and higher toward ecstasy. "Yanis," she gasped his name, her voice thick with desire. She was no longer in control; all that mattered was the sensation of his touch and the overwhelming need coursing through her veins.