6! The need of the Happy Ending Massage
Total feeling of urgency, to dedicate a little more to the body, with forays to my member. Two or three moves up and down, and over the eggs, the ass, another touch ... and my body is just my sex, I do not notice anything more than the thick blood circulating, the beating of my heart passed on my penis. It becomes annoying, and while pleasant, it is difficult to explain this mixture. I notice in one of his touch that engarfian the toes. She also notices, and he knows that is the prologue of orgasm, and better done, work it, and I my wish, so that dumps a little more oil on your hands, imprison me with one hand, with the other caresses my balls and the point A (somewhere between eggs and ass), their movements coupled mine, my body, my pelvis involuntarily goes to meet his hand when it goes down my body, and found in the eternal movement, while her other hand alternating positions.
I look at her face, concentrating on her work, concentrated in his hands on my body, smile if you see the look (sometimes it is not, depends, other masseurs who close their eyes, I always wonder if by education, shyness, eagerness not to disturb the patient, or fantasizing that would make her boyfriend), Tatiana, looks at his hands that imprison my sex, the movements of my body, my toes, with professional interest, I explained that well can adjust the pace of the client to orgasm.
Since I closed my legs, I notice that the tension of the last quarter of an hour is pushing out, and she, who also feels the sudden tension in my body, a little pressure on the sexual chakra, orange immediately above the penis.
It is immediate, I feel the rise of pleasure, my whole body tense, to be poured into warm spurts, thrown over my body the first, sliding through his hands last. When my spasms have still not let me finish, if not with gentle pressure and slow movements even manages to prolong for a few endless seconds orgasm, until my legs are closed and, almost inadvertently put my hand on hers to be stand still. We are so few seconds, I catch my breath, while some last drops of whitish drained my cock. I can not anymore. She is separated gently cleanses me the most spectacular with a handkerchief, I cover with a paper towel and gives me a blanket over it.
"- Stay your time, care when you awake, do not go down, when you're ready to go to the bathroom, gives two knocks on the door but do not leave you alone"
And that I do, I'll take a few minutes catching her breath, feeling numbness down, as I feel no desire, as I am ready to endure another week with my hands as the only accompaniment
And so I stayed quiet and relaxed. The picture illustrates how much, but it was ugly to put here, nor am I, but leave it as a link for which feels curious to know which photo was 
Tags: erection , massage , massage masturbation , orgasm
