The moment my hands touch you, the heat begins. Warm oil runs across your skin as I press, stroke, and glide over every inch of your body. My fingertips explore slowly, deliberately, teasing just enough to make you ache for more.

I don’t rush. Every movement is meant to build you up, to edge you closer, to make you tremble with anticipation. The massage becomes more than release
it turns into a slow, intoxicating game of pleasure where your body is worshipped, your desires answered, and your satisfaction inevitable.

Give in, Let me take you to that point where relaxation turns into raw desire and hold you there until you can’t resist the climax any longe