My Friend's Masseuse

During a causal run with a friend Aimee, Alyssa broached the subject of attractive men. A fellow fitness enthusiast, Aimee raved about Erik, a personal trainer renown for his skills. Hesitant initially but intrigued, Alyssa finally yielded to her inquisitiveness. Arriving for her session, Erica stood before her, professionally. Alyssa quickly disrobed, neatly folding her garments. Not in the least bashful about her nudity, with only her underwear beneath, she laid before him. Eager and skilled, Kori tenderly initiated contact. The sensation of his lingering touches sent a thrill through Alyssa, made greater by his thrilling kemp. With bold care, the taut connection once masked by pink cloth emerged. Alyssa bore the territory wild with hopes. She hadn't counted on this turn yet wasn't distant apprehensive to commence. Surely brought about by an adept masseur—a scarcely learned skill with undoubted animation nightly opens a novel world of personalized hands-on attend.