"Oh Alex… your hands feel nice," she murmured, voice breathy, enjoying it obvious. "It seems like you're an experienced masseur…"
"Yeah… I have some history in massaging," I said low, thinking how my "massage" made my MILF teacher lose her mind—moaning, riding me wild, doing unhinged things she'd never admit.
"I could give you a proper massage later," I offered, hands moving up to her shoulders, thumbs pressing deep into the knots. "I feel like your shoulders are really tense."
"Ahh… yeah Alex… they are so tense… I don't know why…" she moaned soft, head dropping forward, body surrendering more to my touch. "Keep massaging them…"
She was opening up—walls coming down with every press, every circle, breath deeper, little sighs escaping as I worked the tight muscles.
