In Hangzhou, I got a spa treatment for a beautiful teacher.

A few days ago, I was chatting in a couples' dating group. Because I work part-time at a spa, my name and profile picture were spa-related. Someone added me on QQ and asked about my situation. I replied that I occasionally do swapping. He said, "Let's not talk about that now. What's a spa?" I explained the details and service process to him: full-body oil massage, shoulder and neck, waist and kidney, buttocks, limb relaxation massage, breast enhancement, anal and vaginal care, nose stroking, water massage, deep penetration, oral sex, hot and cold therapy, and intercourse. He explained that he had convinced his wife to experience this in-home massage service, emphasizing that his wife was very beautiful and a massage therapist. He inquired about each step in detail, including the time and cost of the entire service. I understood them because it was their first time, and I patiently explained everything. He then asked me to add his wife on QQ. We chatted for a bit, and he sent some photos of him providing services to clients, who were all very excited. She said she wanted to wear a swimsuit for the service and asked about her availability. I told her I had to go on a business trip in a few days, and she said, "Let's talk about it when you get back." I had a feeling things were going badly.
After returning from my business trip a week later, we chatted intermittently, but the passionate atmosphere was gone. Suddenly, he asked me on QQ if I was free that day. I said I could arrange it. He said they wouldn't finish until after 3 PM, and I said no problem. Time quickly passed to 2 PM, and he said I could leave, giving me the hotel address and room number. I was filled with anticipation because he said his wife was very beautiful and would wear a swimsuit. Soon we arrived at the hotel, parked the car, went upstairs, knocked on the door, and went into the room. My husband opened the door; he looked quite handsome. His wife was standing by the bed—and she was indeed beautiful! Since everything had been discussed beforehand, they didn't feel awkward. As I opened my work kit and lit the essential oil diffuser, I said, "Miss, why don't you take a shower and change into a towel?" She playfully replied, "I've already showered and I'm wearing my swimsuit." "
Oh, then take off your outer clothes," I said. "I'll go take a shower first." I stripped naked and went into the bathroom, only to realize that there was a large, transparent glass partition between the bathroom and the bedroom. "Oh well," I thought, "I won't draw the curtain. It'll be good for them to admire my figure and assets." When I came out, she was already on the bed. I pulled back the covers, and her graceful figure came into view. She really had a great figure, wearing only a swimsuit and trunks. I offered to unhook her bra at the back so I could massage her, and she agreed. I then began to unleash my amazing oil massage skills, starting from her back and working my way down to her waist. To avoid getting the oil on her swim trunks, I placed a towel under the edge of her underwear so my hands could reach her lower back and buttocks. As I massaged, I asked her how much pressure she was using, and she said it was fine and very comfortable. After that, I worked on her legs and then her inner thighs, and then I started on her buttocks. I suggested she take off her swim trunks, and she nodded. I took them off and began patiently massaging her buttocks. Her husband asked what the purpose was, and I explained that it relieved fatigue and also had a buttock-shaping effect. Now, I got down to business. I poured more oil onto my hands, draped it over her buttocks, touched her anus, and lightly touched her vulva, which was already slippery. I used multiple techniques, circling her buttocks and surrounding sensitive areas, returning to her pubic area, which was now even more slippery. She began to moan softly. I said, "Please turn over, face up." I turned her over and saw her cheeks flushed, her hands still holding her bra in front of her chest. I gently moved her hands away and applied essential oil to her chest. To be honest, her chest wasn't ideal; it was a bit saggy and didn't quite match her looks and figure, but it didn't affect her enjoyment. As my hands glided over her breasts, she frowned slightly. The frontal procedure was almost done, so I asked her husband to pour a glass of hot water and a glass of cold water. I started the caressing, finally stopping at her private parts and gently massaging her labia minora—something few masseuses do. Next, I slowly used my mouth to caress her, while my hands were on her chest. Her reaction became more intense. Her husband asked, "Do you want to help her lick to orgasm?" I said it depends on the client's needs; some prefer mouth, some prefer hands, and some prefer penetration. He said, "You should rest for a bit." He pulled me to the bathroom and told me, "Just use a condom and penetrate her directly. I've already discussed it with my wife at home." I said, "Okay." Back on the bed, I took off my underwear, got in, and hugged the beautiful woman. She applied some essential oil to my chest and started a half-body massage. My penis was instantly erect. I put on a condom, rubbed the opening a few times, and then thrust in!
She hugged me tightly, enjoying the pleasure of penetration. Suddenly, she asked, "Do I have to have an orgasm?" I said, "Not necessarily. It depends on your needs. Everything is for the customer." She said it was her first time doing this, and she was a little nervous, unable to fully get into the mood, and worried that it would be difficult to orgasm. I said that was okay. I gestured to her husband to take off his clothes and join in, which could relieve her tension. Later, he said he was a bit confused at the time. She gave him oral sex while I penetrated from behind. We caressed her breasts and chest with our hands. Finally, with our combined efforts, she slowly got into the mood and gestured for me to thrust faster. I sped up and thrust in. She would sometimes grip my hands tightly and sometimes hug her husband's buttocks. Suddenly, she let out a few loud moans, and her vagina began to convulse. Her expression of orgasm was intoxicating. I slowly thrust in and out a few more times, letting her experience the post-coital massage. She considerately said, "Okay, thank you. Let's rest for a bit."
When I came back after showering, her husband said, "Let me transfer the money to you." I said, "Okay." Before leaving the room, I turned back and glanced at the beautiful teacher sitting on the bed. She smiled and waved to me, "Goodbye!"

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