Allowing oneself to be caressed erotically by the ebony masseuse

Allowing oneself to be caressed erotically by the ebony masseuse.As I lay down on the massage table, I couldnt help but feel nervous yet excited about what was to come next.The ebony masseuse entered the room and introduced herself, offering me a warm smile.She was tall and slim, with long black hair that fell gracefully over her shoulders.As she began to undress, I couldnt help but admire her body.Her skin was smooth and chocolate brown, with curves in all the right places.As she approached me, she asked if I would prefer to stay clothed or strip completely.I decided to take off my clothes, wanting to give myself fully to the experience.She then took off her own clothing and revealed a pair of tight black lingerie.As she sat down beside me, her dark eyes locked onto mine, a wicked grin spread across her face.She started by gently running her hands through my hair, pulling on the strands while kissing me softly on the lips.Her touch was delicate yet intense, sending shivers down my spine.Next, she began to tease my nipples with a soft massage, working them into hard buds that pushed against my shirt.With every touch, I felt more and more aroused.Then she moved her hands down to my waistband and unbuttoned my pants.Her fingers slid inside my boxer briefs, tugging them down to reveal my semierect cock.She licked her lips and leaned forward, taking the head of my cock into her mouth.The sensation was mindblowing, her warm lips wrapped around my shaft.Her tongue swirled around me, giving me immense pleasure and making me want more.She then positioned herself so that she could give me the best view of her breasts.They were full and rounded, topping her petite frame.As she bent over me, I could see that she had piercings all over her dark body.She took her nipple between her teeth and gave me a gentle squeeze, eliciting a moan of pleasure.After a few more minutes of blowing me, she then proceeded to use her oilcovered hands to work up and down my shaft.With each stroke, she massaged my balls and tickled my sensitive spots.The feeling of being touched erotically was overwhelming, and I felt like I was losing control.Suddenly, she turned over onto her back and lifted her legs high.I climbed up on top of her and positioned myself so that I could enter her wet pussy.I traced the line of her cleavage and pushed deep into her, giving me a groan of satisfaction.Her walls were so tight and wet, I found it hard to pull out after just a few strokes.As I continued to pump, I felt her fingers wrap around my neck, pulling on my hair and whisper dirty words into my ear.She grabbed onto my ass and thrust upward, our bodies merging together in a passionate embrace.I couldnt help but feel guilty for taking advantage of her, knowing she was simply a masseuse hired to give me pleasure, but my lust got the better of me and we both knew it.Finally, as I blew my load, filling her up with my cum, she let out a scream of pleasure and clutched onto my skin tightly.We lay there panting and sweating, enjoying the afterglow of our wild encounter.