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Carlos, my king
Well, I needed it, had a bad night. First of the excitement and second the relieve will I get rid of the pain in my lower back. It isn't far that is easy. The elevator is doing his job as it has to. I think it is a his but I like it to be manly. A manly elevator. So I call it a his. Stepping out, to the right and yes, I ring the bell. The door opens, OHH my, a handsome, no a very handsome face opens the door. Black hair, tanned face, brown eyes and a smile. His teeth he shows when he is giving me a smile I thought it only could be in my dreams...... But I'm running to fast. Better start at the beginning....
I need a good massage, had a bad night again. The excitement of traveling as usual, but all things went right, again. No need for stress in fact. But also exited how the treatment will be, I'll get rid of my pain or not. My lower back is protesting like crazy, always when I travel. The walk isn't far and the entrance invited. The elevator is doing his job. Stepping out, to the right and yes, I ring the bell. The door opens and,,,, Oh my,,,, A handsome, no a very handsome face opens the door. Brown eyes, black hair, tanned skin, white teeth in an indescribably beautiful smiling mouth. For this guy getting undressed could give very big problems to me. Wearing a brown shirt with very small straps that shows his shoulders in a criminal sexy way. A brown Bermuda and than his sexy tanned legs. Oh my, problems not at the horizon but very near to me. I need pockets to put my hands in. I recognize him from the photo's of course but his photo's lie, he is more and more handsome as his best looking picture. 'Hi Juan' he says. 'Hi Carlos'. His beautiful smile, these beautiful white teeth, his beautiful tanned skin, his incredible shoulders. This is square perfection. What have I done, he should be handsome but not this high perfection. I feel, no I know I get in problems during my massage. The massage table is prepared. I undress and look around. I can see his good taste. Everything is light or white colored. It feels relaxing. I see some vials of massage oils, creams and a basket with condoms. He takes massage serious. I feel comfortable right away with him. Even I don't know him longer than two minutes. Yes it feels very well. And yes very hot. So I better keep my underpants on. It's a white red striped brief. I climb on the massage table and do what he tells me to do. He is the boss. I would do everything he orders me. My knees are wax. He is so Spanish, zo gorgeous hot, handsome, Spanish, so,,,,,, I don't know if I can relax as much as I should. As I could read in his ad he is a good therapist and immediately he starts with the massage I can feel he is. He is doing my shoulders, my neck, my arms, my back. Again my shoulders. 'Try to relax your body' he almost whispers. I try, really. He is working on my shoulders. Than he takes my left shoulder. 'Try to relax your shoulder' he askes again. I try again. This hot boy also makes me not be able to relax, but I can't tell him. He is standing at the table and I feel something pushing. It is hard at my hand. Could it be..... No it must be his leg. He continues massage of course, that is what I came for. He is standing on my right side now. I feel the same at my right hand now. No I'm sure it is his leg. But even I know it's his leg it turns me on. I can't grab or caress. But what would I do if I may? He is so Spanish, so fucking hot Spanish. An ultimate sex symbol. 'Are you okay? Does it hurt?'. 'It's oké'. The only pain I feel is between my legs. But that I can't tell him. Something is getting wild. I need to think about ten nuns. That is not easy with this gorgeous guy working with his magic hands at my body. It seems that the nuns are at the beach. Don't feel thinking of them as help at all. Carlos hands go lower to my lower back. 'Is it alright I put the pants a little lower?' he askes. Without pants I am naked for him and I like it. 'Is it better to put out?'. 'Yes it is easier'. He undresses me from the last piece of what is covering my jewels. But I really want to show. Oh I'm such a slut, thinking about what could happen while he is doing his job. Trying to relieve me from pain and let me relax. Oké, it works, but together with the nuns. My boner is coming in relax mode again. Happily for me. I hope he will be working at my back for a while so that it can go back to normal between my legs. Why am I that hot an horny all the time. Have I mentioned already that he is so hot, yes I'm pretty sure I already mentioned. Spanish perfection! 'How do you feel?'. 'I feel good'. I can't tell the truth that I feel extremely hot and horny. Just about him. I so hope this hour will never end. I know it will but please let it be hours later. I know this is going to hurt. Hurting because it stops his exiting healing hands. Again he is working on my back, again my left hand is touching something warm and hard. Again something is getting hard
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