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My husband was harassed during the massage.
The first guest is a young woman of about 35 years old. Although her eyes have a little crow's feet, her facial skin is still bright and clean. Skin that has not been sunburned for many years below the neck is full and elastic. In particular, the curvy and exquisite body lines covered by white bath towels took my eyes, which made me feel greedy and obscene.

It's the first time to get along with a strange woman in such a small and closed space, and I'm a little nervous. Later, when I massage, I will uncover the bath towel covering my body, from my back to my chest, from my upper body to my lower body, and try my best to tease her sexual interest, and finally help her finish carefree diarrhea. At the thought of this, my heart beat out of rhythm and my breathing became particularly difficult.

I swallowed hard, trying to suppress my physiological impulses.

If it weren't for Yu Hui's repeated orders, I would only satisfy the customers, but not myself. I also recited the massage rules carefully. I really don't know if I will be a tiger.

Being a masseur is such a blessing! Unconsciously, I have felt that one of my organs is trying to look up, and sweat is rapidly accumulating on my forehead.