She groaned loudly and begged for more but I held off, just lightly licking her in long drawn out strokes before pulling back again and again. I could clearly smell her sex and as she once again grabbed me, this time she hit me full on and grabbed my now very hard cock. ‘Now, you asked for deep tissue and everyone’s tastes are different, so if any time you want me to increase or decrees the intensity please tell me’. The bathroom door opened and Theresa entered wearing a thick white hotel dressing gown. This wasn’t unusual as some hotels won’t allow massage in their hotels, so I put my couch in my non-descript black bag. Ignoring the insult, I told her I required payment of £100.00 and stood holding her gaze. ‘Or what?’ she retorted aggressively. I could sense the tension, there was real sexual tension building and once again that domineering attitude resurfaced. Pacified by her change of attitude I took of my shirt and without a word I took the oil and rubbing my palms together, I slowly rubbing them together before placing them on her back and started again.
