“I’m Ryan, I’ll be your massage therapist today,” he said, smiling and offering his hand to me again. Xnxx com “Uhh, now?” I said with pathetic uncertainty. Read 49422 times |
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It’s been a few years, eh?” I could tell by her voice that she was being sincere. It also had a heavy curtain hanging down from it’s edge, all the way around it, concealing its legs. “Yes, I am,” I said, and she stepped into the room. What if it wasn’t the kind of “massage” I had been looking for. What if it was, and Ryan was the administrator of said “massage”. “N-no.”
“How old are you?”
“Twenty-one.”
“Got your ID?”
I reached into my pocket and pulled out my wallet, then thumbed my drivers’ license out of it with shaking hands and passed it to her. “Good. She was wearing a tank top, revealing a large, intricate, colorful tattoo across big, perky, breasts.
