Sinful Oil Lust – Ecstasy in Slippery Depravity
I was completely tense and desperately needed a massage. At the practice, everything was always strictly according to the rules, but today I was allowed to spontaneously come to his house – and here things were completely different. As soon as I lay down on the bed, I felt the warm oil running over my body. His hands glided over every spot, finding every muscle – and every crevice. No inhibitions, no taboos. His touches became firmer, more demanding, increasingly intimate. This wasn't just about relaxation – it was pure pleasure. And he knew exactly how to get me completely relaxed.
