I come across all walks of living being a massage therapist, men, women, young and old, but today I had a mom come in who just needed some time out for herself and wow I don’t know what came over me but by the end of the session I was so wet.

She stripped off like most do, not minding the towel over her and told me where her tensions were. I took my time massaging her back mostly, big boob women woes. Her curves and body were just my type and I couldn’t help myself but take sneaky peeks through the session. It was clear to me she was someone who put everyone else before herself and needed this hour to pamper herself.

By the end of the session I’m not sure if I was more the more happy customer, wow I could feel how that hour had affected me without even touching. I may or may not have had to go to the bathroom after…