I felt better after a series of satisfying orgasm.
“Thank you. I am feeling better. You can take your leave,” I expressed my gratitude as I informed my masseurs they were free to go now. I know they will also need to attend to their biological needs. They are not allowed to enjoy the whole time they are giving me their service, so I know they deal with their completion after I send them away.
I admire their forbearance.
I admire their patience.
And because of those remarkable characteristics, I have assigned them as my favorites. They are paid for almost a month worth of their earnings for a single night with me.
Getting up from the massage bed, naked, I walked towards the bath for a warm wash.
I felt better, but my tummy grumbled. I dialed for room service and ordered a feast fo
