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A Couples Massage Backfires in the Worst Way

... said. I could almost hear the heat in her voice. She sounded... aroused. I told myself to relax and let it go a bit. But I continued to hear her moan and talk. "Oh, that's good. That's perfect. Oh, you are getting me good. So good thank you." I continued to get nervous and tried to raise up my head. I got an inch off the cover before the masseuse grabbed my head from behind and pushed it back down. "Oh no, mister! You must stay down right now. I'm getting into the deep massage right now". "Babe, are you okay?" "Yes, porky. Just let her massage you, okay? I'm just really tight in my thighs. He's very sk-skilled" She continued moaning. "Mister, to get better relaxed for you, I need to sit higher on you," my masseuse said. "Um, that's okay," I said. She inched higher on my back and hooked her feet inside my thighs. One hand was pushing down my head and I felt the other briefly lift my penis. Her feet slid down under it. She dropped my increasingly hard penis back down on her feet. "Is that okay?" she whispered in my ear. I heard my wife moaning and groaning as he worked her thighs and though 'screw it'. "Yes thats good." Now she was massaging my shoulders, and with each stroke up on my shoulders, her feet rocked back and forth on my dick. It felt surprisingly good. I couldn't move and she was in total control. I tried to hide my growing arousal but she soon clenched my dick between her feet. I heard my wife groaning on her table. "Baby, he needs to do some shiatsu massage on ...

... me, okay? It's a little noisy, but slapping my skin will help the muscles recover, help me heal." I was trying to fight my own growing arousal. I couldn't believe she was so skilled that she had her feet on my dick while still keeping her weight on my upper back. I continued to hear the sounds of skin slapping next to me as my wife got her shiatsu massage, whatever that meant. She was moaning and being noisy. I could even hear the masseuse grunt with effort. Finally, the noises subsided and she grew quiet. I heard her say in a low, soothing voice, "Okay, baby, I'll see you when you get out. Take your time and relax. You still have a few minutes left," she said. Then I heard the door open and shut. The room was silent. I was laying on my stomach, and the masseuse was working on the back of my thighs. It was just my masseuse and me. I felt her get on her knees and turn around. She was now facing my feet, with her weight on my back. The masseuse giggled again slightly. "Okay, how does that feel?" she said as her hands curled up the inside of my thighs and lifted up my penis slightly before continuing through my cheeks. "Mmm, gooood," I moaned in a low voice. "Its good," I then said more loudly. On the next pass as she went up my thighs one hand pinched the head of my penis while the other slowly squeezed my butt. I was horny but my wife could burst into the room at any moment. If she did, I was going to squeeze my legs together to hide the erection. "Yes, thats good," I said. I ...