Confessions of an underaged massage therapist - Sex Stories

Confessions of an underaged massage therapist

... and my cunt juices were oozing out of my slit and draining down onto his crotch. I carefully climbed off and found a wet hand towel to clean him up with. Even though he had not asked for or expected a bareback fuck, he gave me double his usual tip. That was very nice of him. Since then, he and I have done it like that every time. It is nice to have someone I can use like that when I need to take care of my own needs. If Mona, the manager of this shop, knew I was fucking customers, she probably would be aghast. Or, at least afraid that word would get out and we would be raided. But I was very ***********ive. The men I was fucking were as much at risk as me, so I felt it was safe, and fun.

So, there you have it. My story of being a massage therapist. These examples are just some of the stories that I recall from my short career, so far, in this type of work. I don’t consider myself a whore, or even a sex worker. I am a stress reliever. I think that is the best way to describe what I do.

And I look forward to each day, seeing a new man, or woman, who needs some intimate touching and relief. We all have our own way of dealing with stress. An intimate massage is just one way, and I love doing it.

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