Magic Touch (Male Masseur X Louise LEMON)

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(Request by So483ksmg4)

In a massage room in Bangkok, Thailand Louise sits down wearing robes as she rubs her back, feeling a sore muscle there. She sighs, feeling discomfort as she grows impatient, waiting for that masseur to come in and free her from the pain in her back. From the speaker above, calming music plays as she sits back.

She hears the door opening, her eyes dart to the doorway to see a tanned man with spiky dark hair and green eyes walk into the room in a tight shirt

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She hears the door opening, her eyes dart to the doorway to see a tanned man with spiky dark hair and green eyes walk into the room in a tight shirt. He smiles as he sees Louise sitting, waiting.

Masseur: "Ah, good afternoon. Louise Hall, right?"

Louise: "Yeah, that's me. Uh, hi."

Masseur: "Heh. Well then, shall we get started?"

He places both hands together, smiling and Louise nods, smiling back at him before getting up from her seat and she starts to undo her robes while the masseur, puts oil on his hands. Looking behind him after putting enough on his palm, he sees Lois now naked and now laying on the bed, showing her back to the Masseur as she has a towel covering her waist and her rear.

The man begins walking over to her as she rests her head on her arms at the end of one bed, where she lets out a small sigh of comfort as she feels the man's hands touching her bare back, rubbing the spot where it aches.

She's in a state of bliss. She closes her eyes, letting out breaths and hums of pleasure. The model rests peacefully as the masseur relaxes her. The music in the background gives her thoughts. She's imagining herself in a calm place, a frozen forest. She's there, standing in a. clearing. The trees around her grow so tall they touch the sky. Pure white snowflakes touch her skin and melt on it. She isn't cold. The cold cannot overcome the warmth of her beating heart. Her positive thoughts drift as the bad memories fade. She's calm, at peace.

(To those who get this reference, you're a legend in my eyes.)

Louise: "Mmmh... That's it..."

The masseur nods, rubbing it more as she hums softly. He presses it and hums a small tune while doing so. He moves down to her lower back, where he hears his client humming in pleasure. He looks at her once more, smiling as he begins to rub down close to her tailbone.

He places his elbow on her lower back where he applies some pressure and hears Louise softly admiring the feeling. The masseur looks and sees her smiling with her eyes closed. He massages the whole area and he looks down at her, his cheeks turning pink.

Masseur's thoughts: Wow... Of all my clients, she's so...beautiful..."

The man looks away from her face, smiling a bit as his face turns dark pink. He then turns back to her, clearing his throat while pouring more oil onto his hands.

Masseur: "Uh, Miss Hall... Could you perhaps...turn it over? I've finished with your back, I need to do your torso now."

Louise: "Sure."

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