A deep massage

“Oh God, I am so sorry.” I apologise as I stand at the edge of the message bed as you sit up. My fingers wet from you and my hard cock obvious. “I have never gone this far, and it is terribly unprofessional. I don’t know what came over me.” I watch you smile as you see my nervousness, and how aroused I am because of you.
What is left of my resolve and professionalism shatters as the sheet slides down to your tummy, exposing your perfect tits. You tell me that you came here to relax, and since I got you so worked up it would be unprofessional for me not to finish. Your smile ignites my lust as I grab your oiled legs, sliding you towards me. We both smile at my sudden boldness, your ass coming to rest at the edge of the table.

I kneel down, bunching the sheet over your belly as I spread your legs. I feel your fingers slide through my hair as the tip of my hungry tongue flicks over your tits. I slowly suck on your pussy, my tongue rolling over it as I let out a deep moan. My finger pressing against your wet lips, sinking deep inside you as I feel your fingers squeeze and pull my hair. I gently run my tongue along your pussy tasting all of you before bringing my tongue back to your tits, my finger hooking around inside to push and grind against your g spot.