So, I decided to go the the spa. If you have read my previous stories, you must know that I love massaged by gay/bi curious masseurs. I wanted to try ...y luck.As I entered the massage room, the masseur told me to remove my clothes and gave me a disposable thong to put on. He went outside and told me to change and he would be back in the meanwhile.The masseur, Sanju, was about 28-30 years old with a slightly dark wheatish skin and a lanky build. He had a clean shaven face with an attractive. My thighs were still shaking, which he was enjoying thoroughly. I couldn’t stand anymore and collapse to the ground in his arms. I was trying to catch my breath, but he was in no mood to stop.He got up and removed all his clothes, and picked me in his arms like I was some ragdoll. He put me on the bed on my back and opened my legs. He was stroking his dick on top of my pussy. He was teasing me with his cock and kept rubbing it over my pussy. I was begging him to put it inside me.He finally gave. “Take me like he did” she urged me. “I hope I can measure up and that will not be disappointed” he said, somewhat concerned. “Don’t be so silly” she said admonishing me “just don’t cum too quickly honey. I want to be thoroughly and completely fucked”. I did my best to duplicate the pounding the Doberman had given her. She moaned and pushed back as I pushed forward. “Oh darling that is so nice” she moaned. I realised she was rubbing her clit as I rogered her. She came with a squeal and her. A single hand on my knee was brushed off, and he left me alone. It was a good thing, as it gave me a new sense of dread to ponder. What would Juan do? Did I have the heart to follow Ben’s commandment to me, and honor a sexual request, or even insistence?The day ended with a joint meeting, with Juan laying out his goals for the next day, and my concluding my trip to this client. I had another local one I would visit the next day, and as I was thanking the client for his time, attention, and.