Maybe it was how soft my skin felt covered in oil, perhaps it was the way his strong hands rubbed every part of my body so intensely, or maybe it was the way he was staring at me as if he was about to make me his property, but right after I felt his touch for the first time, I knew a massage wouldn’t be enough; I needed him inside me, and I needed him right at that moment. The hard dick in his pants proved he needed me just as much, and I was about to do everything he was imagining.
