The only daughter stripped naked

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Early morning is when many people wake up and prepare to go to work, but for Zu-guang, it's time to finish work and go home to sleep, because he's a night taxi driver.
Zu-guang was originally married, but his wife couldn't stand his upside-down lifestyle, and they divorced after a few years. Since then, he has lived a simple life with his only daughter, Mei-hui.

Because of his work schedule, Zu-guang rarely sees Mei-hui, but he is an extremely devoted father. Every day, he prepares dinner for Mei-hui before going to work, and he buys breakfast for his daughter after work.

Although Mei-hui is now an adult and can take care of herself, Zu-guang still maintains this habit.

One day, after Mei-hui ate breakfast, she went to work as usual.

Zu-guang, after driving all night, was exhausted, but he didn't want to sleep yet because he remembered that he hadn't washed the sheets in a long time. He planned to change the sheets before going to sleep, so he went into his daughter's bedroom first and took out the sheets.

Then he discovered a photo album hidden under the mattress.

Zu Guang casually opened it, and the first photo was a nude picture of a girl who looked to be about twenty years old.

Although she was covering her genitals with her hands, it was clear she had a lot of pubic hair, as the hair peeking out from between her fingers and her palms was more than what her hands covered.

Zu Guang hadn't touched another woman since his divorce, and now, just looking at the genitals in the nude photo made his penis feel like it was about to swell and throb.

Zu Guang moved his gaze upwards and saw that the girl was covering her chest with her other hand, her breasts mostly hidden by her slender arm, suggesting they were not very large. In the photo, the girl was holding a peeled banana to her mouth with the hand covering her breasts, making an extremely lewd expression as if she were sucking a penis.

At this moment, Zu Guang noticed the face of the person in the photo. After glancing at it, he was so frightened that his hands trembled, and even his previously aroused penis immediately went limp. It turned out that the girl in the photo was none other than his beloved daughter, Mei Hui! Any parent who discovers that their daughter has taken nude photos would immediately think that their daughter has been deceived by a man. Zu Guang was no exception. In order to find out who this man was, he continued to flip through the photo album, hoping to find some clues. But the more he looked, the more heartbroken he felt. Although the first few nude photos were all of full nudity, the three points were always covered up. But the later nude photos became more and more daring. First, the breasts were exposed, and then even the pubic area was shown. There were also a few close-ups of the woman spreading her labia with her fingers during masturbation. After Zu Guang had flipped through most of the photo album, he saw a photo of two people together for the first time. When he saw the person next to his daughter, he really didn't know whether to feel relieved or worried.

It turned out that the other girl in the photos was Xiaotong, Meihui's childhood friend. Zuguang had known her for many years and knew she wasn't a bad girl. Perhaps the two girls took a set of nude photos together on a whim. In today's society, many girls want to take nude photos as a memento of their youth.

Zuguang wasn't old-fashioned. Seeing that his daughter had kept the photos so well, he believed that no one else had seen them. Moreover, these photos were taken by them, so he could assume that Meihui hadn't been deceived by a man, and Zuguang could finally rest assured.

But what worried him was that in addition to ordinary nude photos, there were also photos of them kissing, touching each other's breasts, and even performing oral sex on each other. This indicated that the two girls were lesbians.

Originally, with Mei Hui and Xiao Tong making tofu, Zu Guang wouldn't have to worry about his daughter getting pregnant. However, Mei Hui was his only precious daughter, and his only wish was for her to find a boyfriend quickly, get married, have children, and live a peaceful and happy life. Now that he discovered his daughter was a tofu seller, he couldn't help but worry about her future. He was determined to break up this tofu couple.

While thinking of a solution, Zu Guang continued to flip through the photo album. The latter half was mostly filled with solo nude photos of Xiao Tong. Zu Guang had watched her grow up, but he had never paid attention to her figure. Although she and Mei Hui were the same age, her figure was much better than Mei Hui's. Her firm breasts were so large that they couldn't be covered by one hand, and her nipples were bright red like blood. Zu Guang couldn't help but kiss her nude photos twice.

As for her pubic hair, it wasn't much. You could see her two labia majora growing under the sparse pubic hair, with a small piece of labia minora peeking out from the cleft.

Zu Guang couldn't help but become interested in Xiao Tong. He secretly took a nude photo of Xiao Tong from the album, then put the album back in its place and covered the mattress with the old sheet so that his daughter wouldn't find out that he had looked at the album.

That evening, Mei Hui thought her father had to go to work, so after work she invited Xiao Tong home, planning to have dinner first and then make tofu. However, before they had even finished their meal, Zu Guang returned home, saying that the taxi meter was broken and he couldn't work. The two girls were very disappointed, and Xiao Tong had no choice but to say goodbye and go home. Zu Guang then offered to drive her home.

“Xiaotong, I’ve always treated you like my own daughter. I have something to ask you, and you have to answer me honestly.

” In a secluded parking lot, when she got into Zuguang’s taxi, Zuguang didn’t drive off immediately. He took out Xiaotong’s nude photos and asked, “Did you do this with my daughter?” “It’s none of my business!” Seeing Zuguang holding her nude photos, Xiaotong felt as if she were being stared at naked. Embarrassed, she knew she couldn’t hide it anymore, so she answered truthfully, “Initially, Meihui wanted me to do this with her! Actually, I’ve thought about meeting boys, but I was afraid Meihui would be unhappy, so I’ve always done this with her.”

“In other words, you’ve thought about enjoying real sex with a man, haven’t you?” Zuguang said, suddenly stroking Xiaotong’s thigh, “Why don’t I show you a real man?” "We're here?" Xiaotong was about to say something when Zuguang interrupted her. He laughed and said, "You and Meihui making tofu is against the natural order, so of course you have to do it secretly.

But it's different between you and me. It's natural for men and women to make love, and we can do it anywhere!" As he spoke, he slid his hand down Xiaotong's thigh and into her dress. At first, she resisted a little, but gradually she became half-willing and half-willing, and finally she relaxed her whole body and let Zuguang do whatever he wanted. So Zuguang easily untied her belt, then pulled up the hem of her dress to her chest. Zuguang then pulled down her panties and lifted her bra, and Xiaotong's private parts were completely exposed to Zuguang's eyes.

Although Zu Guang had seen her nude photos, now that Xiao Tong was naked in front of him, he could not only look at her but also touch and play with her, and smell the faint fragrance of her youthful body. While touching her, he could also enjoy her intermittent moans. Under this stimulation, Zu Guang's penis became hot and hard. There was no one in the parking lot at this time, so he carried Xiao Tong to the back seat and couldn't wait to attack her vagina.

Although it was Xiao Tong's first time experiencing a man's penis, her hymen had been broken by Mei Hui's fingers several years ago when they were making tofu. Therefore, Zu Guang's penis could be inserted without any resistance. However, when Xiao Tong was making tofu, Mei Hui would only insert one or two fingers, while Zu Guang's penis was much thicker than two fingers, so Xiao Tong still felt as if her vagina had been torn open.

But at the same time, she felt a pleasure even more stimulating than grinding tofu. She forgot all the pain and fully enjoyed every thrust until Zu Guang ejaculated into her uterus. Even then, she wrapped her legs around his buttocks, not allowing him to pull out.

After their bodies separated, Xiao Tong wiped her vulva with a tissue and found patches of blood.

Zu Guang felt guilty and said, "Xiao Tong, I'm so sorry. I didn't know you were still a virgin. When I saw those pictures, I thought you had already lost your virginity when you were playing with my daughter."

Xiaotong buried her head in Zuguang's arms and said, "It's okay. Actually, when I played with Meihui, I already broke my hymen. It's just that your thing is so thick and long, so it completely deflowered me!" Zuguang said apologetically, "I'm so sorry, did I hurt you just now?" Xiaotong snuggled up to Zuguang and said, "Although it hurt a little, I also experienced a more exciting and pleasurable enjoyment than when I played with Meihui. It's a pity the place was too cramped, otherwise it would have been even more enjoyable.

" Zuguang said, "Since Meihui's mother left me, I haven't been close to a woman, so when I saw your alluring body, I couldn't help but take liberties with you. I was really out of control just now!" Xiaotong said softly, "When you were touching me, I didn't really like it at first.

But after you entered my body, I accepted that I was your woman.

Now that we're no longer strangers, there's no need for formalities.

I wasn't planning to go home tonight anyway, so how about we find a place to spend the night?" Zuguang said, "Of course!" " I'm quite familiar with the locations of those villas when I drive couples having affairs to Kowloon Tong, but I've never been involved in the brothel business, so I don't know anything about it.

Why don't we go try it out now?" Xiaotong asked, "Won't it be very expensive?" Zuguang smiled and said, "It's a rare opportunity like this, we should go even if it's a bit pricey!" "After saying that, Zu Guang immediately drove Xiao Tong to a villa in Kowloon Tong.

Once inside the villa, Xiao Tong appeared extremely shy.

After Zu Guang helped her undress, she hid in the bathroom.

Zu Guang, having stripped himself completely naked, followed her into the bathroom.

Under the soft light, Xiao Tong, completely naked, looked even more alluring.

Her fair breasts were full and perky, and beneath the sparse pubic hair was her swollen, fleshy vulva.

Zu Guang went forward to wash Xiao Tong, but she bent over, both shy and ticklish.

Zu Guang carefully washed every part of Xiao Tong's body.

He was already deeply in love with this delicate girl, and this man in his prime had also won Xiao Tong's heart.

She nestled against him like a little bird, letting him touch and fondle her full, fair breasts, and letting him insert his thick, hard penis into her vagina again.

Zu Guang asked, "Does it still hurt now?" "Xiaotong replied softly, "It doesn't hurt much anymore. It hurt a little at first when we were doing it in the car, but when you kept thrusting, my whole body went numb. I've never been this excited when I'm with Meihui.

" Zuguang caressed Xiaotong's body and said affectionately, "Xiaotong, you're so charming. It's a pity there's such a big age difference between us, otherwise I would definitely marry you."

Xiaotong smiled and said, "You're quite strong! I've lived with my aunt since I was little, without parents. I'd be happy to marry you because I feel very happy with you.

I think you would love me very much too."

"Really?" Zu Guang trembled with excitement. He hugged Xiao Tong tightly and said excitedly, "If I treat you badly, may I be punished by heaven.

Let's go to bed! I want to play with you again."

Xiao Tong separated her body from Zu Guang's and gently dried him off.

The two walked out of the bathroom hand in hand. Zu Guang gently picked up Xiao Tong's delicate body and slowly placed her on the bed.

He held her small, exquisite feet and kissed and licked them, even using his tongue to explore between her toes.

This made Xiao Tong giggle.

Then, he kissed her calves, thighs, and all the way down to her vulva.

He inserted his tongue into her vagina and stirred it around. Xiaotong tightly clamped her snow-white, tender legs around Zuguang's head.

Xiaotong was grateful for Zuguang's deep love for her and, in return, offered to perform oral sex on him. So Zuguang got into bed, straddled Xiaotong, and the two began playing the "69" position.

Xiaotong's oral skills weren't very proficient, but Zuguang was already very satisfied, as it was the first time a woman had sucked and licked his penis.

He almost couldn't control himself and wanted to ejaculate in Xiaotong's mouth.

From that night on, Xiaotong fell in love with Zuguang's penis, which gave her ecstasy. Although she was old enough to be Zuguang's daughter, they later married, and she became Meihui's stepmother.

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My Little Brother's Near-Threesome
Thinking back to that experience at the leisure center last month, I'm still incredibly excited; everything seems so vivid in my mind.
I've been wanting to write it down for a while, and only now do I have the time. Let me savor it slowly and recount it carefully.

I hadn't seen my lover for a long time. Last month happened to be her birthday, and we agreed to go swimming first and then have dinner.

When we met at the swimming pool entrance, she was as youthful and energetic as ever, with long, flowing hair, a yellow cropped top, and a denim skirt that perfectly accentuated her slender, shapely legs and her incredibly slim waist (hereafter referred to as Little C). Upon seeing her, we exchanged a knowing smile. "You're even more beautiful than before!" She glanced at me and said, "Ugh, pretty my foot! You haven't paid any attention to me at all in all this time."

After showering and changing in separate rooms, we went swimming in the pool.

Today, Little C was wearing a pale yellow bikini, revealing her snow-white, jade-like skin, her soft, boneless arms, and her long, slender legs. As

soon as we entered the pool, her swim trunks, which had side ties, drew everyone's attention, as if they wanted to tear her clothes off.

Then they would look at me with envious eyes.

We swam many laps in the pool, and when we got tired, we went to the sauna next door for a dry sauna. In the wet sauna, I used salt to massage her smooth back and thighs, making everyone else stare.

After swimming and showering, Little C changed into a beige long-sleeved princess-style dress and black tight-fitting hot shorts. Her long, wet hair cascaded down her shoulders, and she skipped and hopped towards me like a little rabbit, looking as fresh and beautiful as nature itself.

"I'm hungry, come quick, let's go get something to eat."

A flick of her long hair released a refreshing scent, like the air after the rain, making me feel a little dizzy.

After leaving the house, I hailed a taxi. "What's wrong? You didn't drive today." "It's your birthday, we're going to drink until we drop, how could you drive?" We exchanged another smile.

After getting a taxi, we arrived at a small but beautiful restaurant. We ordered a few dishes with scenic views, drank two bottles of French wine, and reminisced about things we'd missed in a long time.

Time flows, people and things change, but our unspoken understanding and the warmth and emotion between us remain constant.

As the wine went down, that warmth slowly flowed through my body.

The gentle strains of a saxophone filled the air, medieval European paintings adorned the walls, the lighting was dim, and Xiao C's voice was soft and sweet. Outside, the rain continued to pour down relentlessly.

It felt as if we had been sitting facing each other for millennia, and it seemed we would stay like this forever.

She sighed softly.

"What's wrong, darling?" "I asked.

"I'm so happy that you can spend my birthday with me. I wish time could just stop at this moment."

I smiled at her, slipped my hand under the table, and placed it on her fair thigh. She warmly clamped my hand between her other leg.

Before long, the drinks were finished, and we were both a little drunk.

Our faces were flushed.

"Let's go." "Where to, brother?" "I'll take you to sober up, to relax, to a health massage at a leisure center." "Okay, okay."

I paid the bill, went out the door, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for the leisure center.

A short while later, we arrived at this luxuriously decorated leisure center.

This leisure center was lavishly decorated and renowned for its high-end atmosphere in the city.

After getting out of the car, a waiter greeted us obsequiously, "Welcome, sir. What kind of room would you like?" "The VIP room, of course, the best one."

"Okay! This way, VIPs."

The elevator doors clattered open. We stood at the door. What would happen if we went in? What would happen if we didn't? Life seems to be like that; how can you know the taste without trying? I put my arm around C's slender waist and got on the elevator.

There were only the two of us in the elevator. I gently turned my face towards her, closed my eyes, and rested my head on her hair, inhaling her unique fragrance—my favorite Elizabeth Betharde perfume, mixed with the subtle scent of wine emanating from her pores. It was almost decadent, and it foreshadowed an extraordinary, unforgettable, and beautiful night.

She turned her face to the side, her nose lightly touching my cheek, stirring a long-dormant feeling in my heart.

Little C murmured, "These days, I often get angry, upset, or cry.

But these past few hours with you, I've forgotten all those unhappy things.

I want you; you have to love me well tonight."

The elevator went straight to the 7th floor, which was entirely comprised of VIP rooms.

These rooms were enormous, about 60 square meters.

They were divided into two large areas: a shower room and a massage room.

The shower room had a large jacuzzi, a dry sauna, a steam room, a shower stall, and a bathing bed.

In the massage room, there were two beds side by side without a partition.

There was a frosted glass screen leading outside, and beyond that was a large, comfortable sofa and coffee table.

As the elevator doors opened, a waiter greeted us warmly, "Sir, please change into slippers."

We sat on the sofa, changed our slippers, and as we stood up, a wave of alcohol hit us, making us even more dizzy. Our faces were flushed, making us look rather adorable.

The room was the innermost one, very quiet and secluded. I thought: with no one to bother us and having drunk so much, Little C should be more relaxed. Tonight will be a good opportunity.

Little C, I like you so much. Tonight, I'll definitely make sure you have plenty of fun and enjoyment.

Life is like a journey; since we're here, we shouldn't miss the scenery along the way, and we should try all the happy and joyful things.

Being together adds fragrance to ordinary days and makes them a little different from the ordinary.

Upon entering the room, a waiter followed us in with a tray containing two glasses of fresh orange juice and a large towel. He hung the towel on a square glass panel on the door, bowed, and said, "Sir, have a pleasant evening. Please call if you require service."

After the waiter left, our eyes met, and we couldn't help but embrace, savoring each other's juices.

I picked up Little C and led her into the shower room.

We loosened our clothes, and the alcohol intensified. Overcome by impulse, we lay down on the shower bed without any foreplay and began our most beautiful concerto.

After a few minutes, I thought: No, this is a day I brought Little C to enjoy herself. Ending it so quickly is too imperfect.

So, I stopped and whispered in her ear, "Let's take a shower first, enjoy a massage, and then we can be intimate, okay?" Little C's eyes were hazy. "Darling, whatever you like."

So after soaking in the bathtub and drying ourselves off, we put on disposable paper underwear and bathrobes, and dialed the phone on the coffee table. "Could you please call two people in for a massage?" "Would you like two girls or one boy and one girl?"

I thought to myself: This is pointless to ask. If Xiao C wants girls, then all our efforts will be wasted. I quickly said, "One boy and one girl, preferably with better service."

"Okay, please wait a moment, we'll be right there." We both felt dizzy again. I helped Xiao C to one of the massage beds and covered her with a white bath towel. Then I lay down on another massage bed myself. Feeling a bit cold, I covered myself with a bath towel as well.

Perhaps this relaxation center was too busy; although they said they'd be right there, we waited for about 20 minutes.

By this time, I was a little sober and was about to call them when there was a knock at the door. I called out, a little annoyed, "Come in."

A boy and a girl each carried a small zippered handbag and then closed the door.

I bowed and said, "Hello, I'm number xx. Sorry to keep you waiting, it's a pleasure to serve you."

The girl was about 20 years old, wearing a red short-sleeved floral collared t-shirt and a white mini-skirt that only reached her upper thighs. Her legs were perfectly proportioned, smooth and radiant, white and tender—not an exaggeration.

Seeing such a beautiful figure, my anger instantly dissipated. "Come on, beautiful, I've been waiting for you for a century!"

The girl giggled and smiled.

The boy was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and shorts, all skinny, with a pointed face and a small mustache, looking somewhat like a terracotta warrior from Xi'an. He

was quite handsome, but had a slightly roguish air about him.

I thought to myself, "You're really lucky, buddy. You have such a beautiful girl today, unmarried, no boyfriend.

You're getting a full-body massage, touching everything you should and shouldn't touch.

Normally, if you met her on the street, I doubt even a little cuckold would give you a second glance."

The boy (hereinafter referred to as "Male A," the pinyin for "massage guy," haha) came in looking exhausted. Seeing the young and beautiful girl, Xiao C, his eyes suddenly lit up. He strode over to her and said routinely, "Hello, I'm number xx, it's a pleasure to serve you."

Xiao C's eyes were hazy, and she managed a soft "hmm."

The girl massaging me asked, "Would you like one type or two types?"

I'd been here before and knew that one type meant a head, shoulder, hand, and leg massage while wearing a bathrobe, and two types included an oil massage on the back, chest, and buttocks. I thought: Xiao C, I like you, I want you to enjoy yourself more. Oil massage can relieve fatigue and is good for the skin. Since we're here today and the atmosphere is so nice, I should let you try it.

Don't blame me.

I replied, "Two hours, thank you."

And so, the massage officially began.

I've been to this relaxation center many times, and when I bring my partner for a massage, the focus isn't on myself, but on whether my partner truly enjoys and relaxes.

So I focused my attention on C, turned my head to her, and stared at her intently.

Man A started by massaging her head and shoulders.

He took a low stool and sat behind Xiao C's head, facing her. Since it was the first hour, everyone was wearing bathrobes.

The man first put his hands behind Xiao C's back and pressed his fingers upwards on her back.

Because of the clothes, Xiao C didn't react much; her eyes remained closed, her lips pouted, and her long eyelashes were quite cute.

After a short while, he moved on to the head massage.

Only then did I notice that the man's hands were long and slender, looking very much like a woman's hands, and I couldn't help but feel a little contemptuous of him.

The head massage was no different from a regular massage; he just rubbed her face. I was already impatient, thinking, "Stop massaging these minor areas, let's move on to the next one."

After waiting for more than ten minutes, it was finally time for the hand massage.

The hand massage was just a routine procedure; I believe most guys who have been to a proper massage parlor know this—it's nothing more than pinching the ten fingers, shaking them to loosen the muscles, then massaging the forearms, and then the upper arms.

By this time, Xiao C was a little sober. She squinted her eyes and secretly observed the man, A, who was massaging her.

When A noticed Xiao C looking at him, he seemed a little embarrassed and lowered his head.

Xiao C seemed to chuckle and glanced at the oil painting beside her.

This detail must have subtly broken down Xiao C's defenses.

Next came the leg massage, which required some skill.

The success of this spa lay in its avoidance of rushing straight to the sensitive areas and causing the women to feel uncomfortable.

They focused on a gradual approach, starting with gentle massages of other areas to slowly dispel the women's concerns and get them into the mood before gradually moving on to more arousing areas.

The leg massage followed the same principle.

They began with the feet.

A poured some essential oil into his hands and applied it to the soles and heels of her feet. After spreading it evenly, he used his palms to make circular motions and press down on the backs of her feet, applying appropriate pressure while maintaining a very gentle touch, like a caring man tending to his wife after a long day.

Xiao C's expression clearly showed she was thoroughly enjoying it.

After the feet, it was time for the calves. A lifted C's knees, slightly pulling her bathrobe to the side to expose her calves.

He poured essential oil into his palms, rubbing his hands together to warm it.

He then massaged C's calves between his hands, scraping downwards.

Having just swum, C was a little tired, and it was clear she enjoyed the massage. She opened her eyes, then closed them again, lying comfortably on the pillow, letting A do as he pleased.

After the left calf, they moved on to the right, finishing quickly.

A continued his intrusion, completely separating the hem of C's bathrobe, letting it hang down the massage bed.

His technique was excellent; he had already pampered C so well that this action elicited no resistance from her.

At this point, C's slender, long legs were fully exposed.

We were both wearing paper underwear, and we could see the mysterious allure of C's black pubic area.

My senses surged, and I involuntarily became aroused.

Because the thighs are quite large, this time A didn't pour the essential oil into his hand, but instead dripped some directly onto his thighs.

His technique was very unique, using a light scraping motion, scraping the oil from the front down to the back of his calves.

He spread the oil evenly on his legs.

Little C was most proud of her beautiful legs; at 168cm tall, with her fair and delicate legs, she often attracted countless admiring glances when she walked down the street in a miniskirt.

After applying the oil, her legs appeared even more shapely and white, reflecting a snow-white hue in the dim light.

A and I both widened our eyes simultaneously.

Little C, unaware, closed her eyes and continued to enjoy it.

Starting from the knees, he gently moved upwards in small circles with his palms, continuing, soon reaching the inner thighs, one of the most sensitive areas for women.

A appropriately reduced the pressure.

His movements were slow; rather than a massage, it felt more like a caress, stroking Little C's oil-covered legs back and forth, the smooth sensation causing Little C's already sensitive body to tremble slightly.

The man's hands caressed, massaged, and rubbed, gradually approaching Xiao C's sensitive areas.

His hands stopped abruptly at the base of her thighs, then traced a line along the edge of her pubic bone with his fingers.

This seemed to subtly signal to Xiao C that the thigh massage was over.

With this suggestion, Xiao C's tense emotions gradually relaxed. After all, she was unmarried and didn't even have a boyfriend; being too hasty would only make her more apprehensive.

However, exposing her thighs in front of a strange man while wearing paper underwear was a first for her, and it felt incredibly exciting.

I could even vaguely see that Xiao C's paper underwear was already slightly damp.

After massaging the other leg with the same technique, the man professionally asked, "Would you like an oil massage?"

His question still felt abrupt in this situation.

I knew that the oil massage was the essence of the massage, so to allow Xiao C to fully enjoy it, I quickly answered "Yes" for her.

So, guy A replied, "Please take off your bathrobe and turn around to lie face down on the bed." While he said "please take off your bathrobe," what girl would willingly undress in front of a strange man? Little C was already lying face down on the massage bed, so guy A, with practiced ease, lifted her from her legs and helped her remove the bathrobe.

Little C's smooth, alabaster back was now fully exposed, and she was only wearing a pair of paper shorts.

Her slender waist was so delicate it made one want to grasp it.

Guy A and I both stared wide-eyed.

The girl massaging me moved in sync with guy A; she also removed my bathrobe and had me lie face down on the bed to start massaging my back.

But at that moment, my mind wasn't on the girl at all. My head was under my face, tilted to the side and raised slightly, my eyes wide open, watching guy A's movements. The two massage beds were only ten centimeters apart; I could clearly see everything.

The man, A, deftly placed a bath towel over Xiao C's buttocks, easing her tension.

He poured some essential oil onto Xiao C's back and shoulders, gently spreading it evenly. Seeing a beautiful woman, A spared no expense in his attentiveness, pouring almost half a bottle of essential oil.

Instantly, Xiao C felt a smooth, relaxed sensation spreading across her body.

He rubbed her neck muscles extensively with both hands, slowly expanding from her spine towards her shoulders, massaging for about a minute.

A stood to Xiao C's side, using his palms to push and massage up and down from her shoulders to her waist. When his hands reached her waist, he simultaneously pulled down her abdominal muscles. When he massaged her back, he also stroked down to Xiao C's breasts. Each time he touched her breasts, her sensitive body arched slightly.

At this point, I could see from the side that Xiao C's perfectly sized breasts were gradually covered with essential oil.

This was repeated several times. Then, the man changed positions, gently stroking C's back with four fingers. The back has many important acupoints, all very sensitive and easily arousing sexual desire. After a few minutes of this, C's emotions visibly relaxed.

Next came a back massage, starting from the back and slowly moving downwards to the waist, then a little lower, reaching above the buttocks. His hands then slipped inside her paper underwear. C trembled slightly but didn't resist, allowing the man's hands to explore her snow-white buttocks.

I couldn't help but secretly admire the man. If the order of the movements had been reversed, or if the technique and pressure had been slightly off, the usually refined C would never have accepted this massage.

After the back massage, a more in-depth oil massage of the buttocks followed.

The man lifted the towel covering her buttocks and placed it over C's back.

He said, "Let me help you take off your pants," and pulled down C's underwear from behind.

This was standard practice; under no circumstances would a female customer remove her last, nominal line of defense herself.

The man straddled the massage bed, lifting Xiao C's thighs and placing them on his own.

The girl massaging me did the same.

But at that moment, my mind wasn't on her at all. Glancing at Xiao C, whose eyes remained shyly closed, I simply propped myself up on my elbows, staring intently at her. The girl massaging me probably rarely saw someone like me—having such a beautiful lover, yet bringing her here for a massage, her attention completely focused on her being massaged by a strange man, her bright eyes fixed on me, full of confusion and a hint of amusement.

I rolled my eyes at her, signaling her to mind her own business and ignore me.

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