The massage parlour was always a place that attracted a lot of attention. People would come and go, always looking for something new. But there was one person who was a regular, and she always seemed to bring a new story with her.
Her name was Finchampstead, and she was always on the lookout for a new sexual adventure. She had a bit of a reputation for being a bit wild, and she loved nothing more than to go to a massage parlour and have some fun.
She had been to this particular parlour a few times before, and she knew the owner well. She also knew that he was always up for a good time. So when she walked in this time, she had a plan.
She walked up to the counter and asked for a massage. The owner, a tall, handsome man, told her to go into one of the private rooms and disrobe. She did as she was told, and when she was nude, she lay down on the massage table.
The owner began to massage her back, and she could feel his hands getting firmer and firmer as he went. She knew what was coming next, and she was more than ready for it.
He turned her over, and began massaging her front. His hands roamed all over her body, teasing her nipples and making her pussy wet. When she could take it no longer, she sat up and kissed him, deep and passionate.
That was all it took. He was all over her, his hands and mouth exploring her body. She moaned in pleasure as he touch her in all the right places. He fingered her pussy, and she could feel her orgasm building.
When it finally hit her, it was like nothing she had ever experienced before. She screamed out in pleasure, her body writhing in ecstasy. The owner followed her over the edge, and they collapsed together, exhausted and satisfied.