Cleveland was just a pit stop on my long drive to Michigan, but the discussion about a new spa had me curious. The residential house setup gave me pause, but I decided to go through with it. Sally answered the door in a simple white dress that hinted at curves. What I first thought were full Cs turned out to be natural Bs. She had long, straight dark hair parted to the side, dark eyes, and a fair complexion. After handling the donation, she stepped out for supplies, and the dimly lit room filled with the faint scent of air spray when she returned.
She moved with a quiet confidence, her petite frame graceful as she approached. Her smile was warm, putting me at ease instantly. "Relax," she said softly, her fingers brushing against my arm before she leaned in for a light kiss. It started gentle, her lips soft against mine, but quickly deepened as her tongue explored mine with an eagerness that made my pulse quicken.
Her hands roamed my body as we kissed, deftly removing my clothes until I stood before her, vulnerable and exposed. She took a moment to admire me, her eyes dark with hunger, before leading me to the massage table. The cool oil on her hands felt like liquid silk as she began to work my back, her touch both professional and intimate.
I could feel her breasts pressing against me as she leaned forward, her nipples hard through the thin fabric of her top. The massage became more sensual, her hands exploring every curve and contour of my body, teasing and tantalizing until I was aching with need.
When I turned over, her eyes widened slightly at my arousal. A mischievous smile played on her lips as she knelt before me, her tongue darting out to wet them before she took me into her mouth. The sensation was exquisite. Warm, wet, and impossibly deep. She worked me with an expertise that left me breathless, her hands caressing my thighs and balls as she brought me to the edge again and again.
"I want you," I managed to gasp, pulling her up for another passionate kiss.
She responded with equal fervor, her body pressing against mine as she straddled me. I could feel her heat through the thin fabric of her skirt as she rocked against me, her movements becoming more urgent with each passing moment. When she finally lowered herself onto me, I gasped at the tightness, the heat, the sheer perfection of our connection.
We moved together in a rhythm as old as time, her hips grinding against mine as she leaned forward to kiss me again. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, her nipples hard against my chest. I could feel her muscles tightening around me, her moans growing louder as she approached her peak.
"Don't stop," she begged, her nails digging into my shoulders as I drove into her harder, faster, deeper. The room filled with the sounds of our passion—slapping skin, ragged breaths, whispered pleas.
When I finally released, it was with an intensity that left me shaking, my body collapsing against hers as waves of pleasure washed over us both. She held me close, her fingers stroking my hair as our breathing slowly returned to normal.
One and done for me because of the location. Be careful out there. Total damage: 70 + 160.
