The dimly lit room filled with sensual aromas as the camera panned over to a luxurious massage table. A tanned, muscular man wearing only a towel knelt beside it, his piercing blue eyes locked onto the camera lens. He was Mi Amigo's favorite masseur, and he always left her feeling fulfilled.
As the heavy bass of seductive music began to play, the masseur slowly untied the bow at the top of Mi Amigo's silk robe, revealing her curvy body underneath. She lay face down on the table, her heart racing in anticipation of his skilled touch.
With his strong hands, he began to knead Mi Amigo's tense muscles, working his way down her back towards her buttocks. His fingers dug into the flesh gently, causing a pleasurable ache that made her moan softly.
