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Confessions of a Masseuse

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Realistic story Confessions of a Masseuse

Today is the second day after Easter. I gave my debt to my relatives (I went to relatives for the weekend), and I could afford to relax a little.

Michelle is a pretty grown-up woman who, like me, just forgot to grow old. A wonderful friend: clairvoyant, clairaudience and clairunderstanding.

It was still a long time before our meeting - two, three, or maybe four hours, and I decided to lie down in my, as I don’t call it, virgin bed, and, so to speak, wa-la-be -sya.

Someone softly but persistently knocks on the door. Who could it be? Oh, yes, of course, this is a girlfriend.

- I'm walking, walking - I'm talking, although no one can hear me.

- Oh, are you sho, friend, sleeping?

- What can you see?! Christ is risen!

We sat down at a transparent round table made of tempered glass, broke our fast and started talking.

- Inga, tell me, when Men come to you for a bikini design to shave, they get up. and what do You then do with them, or rather with HIM?

- Like what?! As he gets up, so he lies down! - I answer, biting off a slice of mango, squinting my eyes in pleasure, slowly chewing. - Oh, but you know, there was one case the other day, I had to use my acting skills.

A middle-aged man, his name is Felix, came for the first time through an ad for a bikini design (close shave).

He was impressed by the comfortable environment and, as He put it, looking either into my eyes or at my chest, a luxurious masseuse.

In general, he lies on his back, I start shaving, and he has such an erection that I have to suspend my procedure - the testicles rose, the scrotum shrank - it was not possible to continue shaving.

And Felix’s face turned pink at first, and then turned purple, breathing became more frequent, he carefully looked into my eyes, and, either seducing me with his oily, full eyes, or begging, like a hungry destitute dog, unable to control your body, groaned:

-Inga, do something!

I thought for a moment and said decisively:

- We will do the procedure and you will be satisfied!

I took cool water into an additional spray bottle, sprinkled the erect genitals and the shriveled scrotum. It did not help at all, the erection even intensified. I waited two minutes, three - no change. Then I say with a serious expression on My face:

- Man, you me. of course, sorry. but when you paid me in the waiting room, I had another 50 dollars on my table. I just, when I was drawing water into a spray bottle, did not find them.

Felix's erection receded instantly and his scrotum dropped too.

I immediately apologized for the forced acting and continued the procedure with calm calmness and confident movements.

Michelle laughed very loudly, then, with an expression of deep respect on her face, she said:

- Inga, I'm telling you, write a book! It can be instructive and interesting!

Writing a book - is it a joke?! My profession is very specific, certainly interesting. But can I write a book frankly describing the situations and behaviors of my favorite clients I am friends with. What about privacy?!

- I'm on the ad. What kind of massages do you have there?

- What to offer you, what kind of massage - general, partial? What worries you?

- I need a good relaxing massage with finishing!

- With bringing to a victorious end ? - I joke as usual.

- And you are funny. Well, do you have such massages?

- I do not provide intimate services! I can offer professional therapeutic massage.

- Oh, no, then I must be at the wrong address. sorry.

There may be twenty or thirty such calls a day, so I may not answer if the call is not from a regular client and if I have no desire to repeat almost the same text.

Yes, there is a lot to tell, for example, to beginner massage therapists who dream of completing therapeutic massage courses and earning money by doing massage at their place or at a client's home. By submitting an ad, they are faced with the fact that, under the guise of massage, other masseuses provide intimate services that have nothing to do with massage art.

Oh, another call, just a minute, I'll answer.

- I'm listening to you carefully, speak!

- I saw your ad in the newspaper, I probably need a prostate massage. it also says that you can help if there are problems with potency.

- Have you already been to the urologist? Have you had any tests?

- No, I once was, but I will not go there again. I understand what I need, but I can't. to some guy. even though he is a urologist.

- I understand you very well! I do Prostate massage highly effectively, painlessly and confidentially!

- Can you tell if I have prostatitis or have I thought of something?

- After I do the massage, I will be able to tell you what I saw, what condition the prostate is in. Maybe you just have congestion, or maybe you just need to start the engine.

- Ha-ha-ha! Perhaps all is not lost yet? How to sign up with you? Where to go? How much does approx cost?

This conversation inspired me and I thought that it was time to confess and it would be interesting, first of all, to desperate men, regardless of age, and, I really hope, urologists, and young housewives, and experienced lovers, and-and -i.

I'm about to turn forty years old, but I still can't figure out how many years I've had healing powers.

It seems to me that these abilities appeared in me in early childhood. I think from the moment when my mother once told me that her head didn’t hurt after a hard day’s work, and, wanting to help her, I simply put my hands on her head, and, gently stroking her thick golden-brown hair, babbled something like a child. Mommy's pain gradually subsided.

Mom did not attach much importance to the fact that in my presence she almost always felt good and that I really liked to play with the doctor.

In the crazy nineties, many scientists were left without means to live. Then I came to Kiev. And at the same time, four professors at the Small Academy of Medical Sciences organized a commercial course in urology. This commercial course cost crazy money at that time, but, nevertheless, I successfully completed them, having received wonderful knowledge, somewhat different from a long course of general therapy.

Whether it was just a coincidence or a deliberate purpose - I don’t know, but then I received not just a diploma, but invaluable unique knowledge, which I still develop every year.

I started working in a polyclinic, near a urologist as a procedural urological nurse, so I understand very well the men who come to me either before visiting the urologist, or after many years of inactivity. Because the atmosphere and technique of prostate massage, as well as the collection of tests in a clinic or medical center, is just torture for men!

Later, I was fascinated by oriental massage culture, sexopathology. psychoanalysis, etc., etc.

I really love men!

I love them almost as much as the mother of my children, but in a slightly different way. But there was a time when I did not understand men, and, like all young girls, I was sure that they needed only one thing.

Maybe I'm not quite a young girl anymore, but I also think, only now I understand that for men, one thing is the most important and it's wonderful!

Oh, how unpleasant it is to read such messages. Immediately there is a feeling that the cunnilingus has already been done to you, moreover, by force.

I'm thinking logically: a man has an irresistible desire to get into an intimate relationship with at least some woman in order to plunge headlong into oral sex. As if nothing new, but still unpleasant that, like this, he easily writes about it.

Suddenly Nastya Kamenskikh sang loudly. Crazy spring came and tore off our heads, and we couldn't sleep. I will answer.

- Did you receive my message?

- Why did you decide that I can write such a message?

- Did you read my ad?

- And, what, it was written there that I offer intimate services?

- Well, yes! You write that you do massages for men. So I wrote what I need.

- I am a doctor, a professional massage therapist and have nothing to do with the provision of intimate services. Sorry.

Yes?! Well, what do you offer me then?

- How old are you?

- You are a young man! You probably don't need a massage, at least not right now. Maybe you should have sex with your girlfriend?

- Yes, well, we had a fight.

- Make peace. I can offer you two with a girl consultation of a family psychologist. This is my second profession, I have about ten years of experience.

- Make up or break up, but decide with whom to go through life further.

- It would be nice. Ah, you know, that's a good idea! Can I invite you to my home?

We made an appointment.

I never wanted to work as a family psychologist, it happened by itself.

Once I had a personal stressful situation - a divorce, then a protracted depression, from which I was looking for a way out on my own.

I was lucky that where I lived there was a wonderful bookstore.

My first book was Gray John Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus. And then it started - I bought book after book, not just read, but passed the text through myself. Six months later, I became a good adviser to my friends and acquaintances on various issues, I learned to listen, to ask the right questions.In addition, trained in various courses - on astrology, body-oriented psychotherapy, Veda, Ayurveda, Gestalt therapy, transserfing, and many other areas, the list of which do not stop so far.

In the end, I possess knowledge that every year is reinforced by effective practice, advising on various aspects of their favorite customers.

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Prostate Massage threesome

I wonder, with such a sensitive peace as yours, if doctors do prostate massage, you would probably not only excited but also finished. I would start with klizmochki. would tip and put some water would be pumped and would not let me use the toilet, and you'd ask.

And the water would be pressed on the prostate, and you would have stood. And only when you have absolutely can not tolerate I would have let him. You'd come back and I would check her finger clean whether you ass.

And then to repeat the procedure a couple of times esch. Even if the type of clean. Just so you torment .: There type instead then I would be squeezed out of a tube of lubricant directly in the ass.

Yes prohladnenko gel I would put you on your knees and chest on the floor, so that ass was sticking up and was open. I would marigolds ran on your back, then moved to her ass and testicles. And then to put the finger.

And the best just two to surprise you Yeah I'd found the prostate and would be e massage. Then, when you razomleesh, and you will only moan from the buzz, I'll put a toy instead of fingers. Just as suddenly. With your member would flow lubrication.

You came to massage the prostate, and the young sexy nurse a little help it massage simply have openly fucks you in the ass)) yeah your cock would have been quite wet with grease)) is interesting, you have to massage the prostate threesome, my dear?) then, when your hole will get used to the toy, and will cease to resist, I would start e fully vytaskivkt and paste. A free hand to start stroking your penis.

Once again, pulling out a toy, I would have taken more discreetly-and would put e you until it stops. I would have done entirely accurately, and grease from the anesthesia used. So without pain. Yes

I take your testicles-and-squeeze gently in her hand without stopping to insert and pull out a big toy to you. And rolling them into the palm of your hand. And then I put a toy and told you to roll over and lie on your back

I'm getting on a table on which you lie and sit down at your standing member of the stake. You started uncontrollably am I come. And we have merged in ecstasy.

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MicroWriter. Another victory-2 After sleeping an hour and a half, I wake up abruptly. Outside the window is still dark.

What a great station. In the light of lanterns, brightly illuminating the station, looking for his pants. Not enough yet to somebody from new passengers entered the compartment and saw two naked men!

Convulsively pull on his clothes. Oleg is sleeping in the same position in which I left him. Careful prostate massage, which I gave him, and morning surge of hormones create exciting scene: a naked young man, as beautiful as Apollo, freely stretched, lying on a shelf compartment.

His cock sticking out like a flagpole. Puckered anus circle in which I was yesterday so unceremoniously drives the his fellow, appeasing the desire, again drawing me to him. My hero starts cracking in the pants, pouring blood.

My God, I want this boy! Again feel his hot tight depth of thrusting his flesh in young supple body. But right now you can not do.

I covered Oleg sheet, thinking with horror that all this may come to an end and, if in our compartment will go some of the passengers.

The muffled voices in the hallway, opening doors of adjacent compartment makes my heart jump out of his chest. Not only to us, but not us! I'm busy listening, praying to all the gods.

Gone are weary minutes of parking. Finally, with a smooth push the train began to again gain speed. Lucky!

Now we have a few hours to the next station, and nobody can stop us. It's time to start a decisive offensive against the remnants of the heterosexual world perception of my young Apollo, the swing was obviously trembling cock his sexual orientation in the sinful world of gay sex.

And start immediately. Until he woke up. I gently pull together with a sheet of Oleg. His chest heaves rhythmically. Flashing outside lights illuminate the darkness of the young person, worthy of the brush of the great artists.

His cock continued to proudly hang around. I located between Oleg feet. I bend to his dashing. I am going down mouth on his penis. Oleg shudders and wider straddle.

I squeeze the hand of his scrotum. Smoothly and rolling balls between the fingers. Lowers his head to himself his groin. The lips rest against stiff hairs pubis. Little member Oleg fully into the mouth, almost without causing discomfort.

Language plays on his head. It is easy to touch the bridle.Then several times, sliding my lips along the entire length, I lower and raise my head.

Again I lick only the head, sliding along the corolla of the head and the bridle. Oleg wakes up. His breathing becomes uneven, betraying awakened desire. You could just bring it to a climax. But I need to calm his vanity.

To drown out the possible torment from doubts about the fact that yesterday he let me into his body. The easiest thing in this situation would be to give him your ass.

But I categorically do not accept it. (And, to tell the truth, Oleg’s modest size almost deprived him of the chance to try an active role in the future, which, of course, I won’t tell him about, sparing Get up, I playfully lightly pulled his penis. Why? - Oleg couldn’t I sat down on the floor, pulling Oleg towards me.

I wrapped my arms around his buttocks and pushed his cock into his mouth. Again I swallowed his organ whole. I rocked his hips back and forth so that Oleg understood what was required of him. And immediately his cock moved sharply in my mouth. (Now he won't have any doubts.

He's a winner again. He uses the mouth of another man to satisfy his passion). I have to hold on to Oleg in his youthful desire to immediately throw out his desire as soon as possible. I make it move slower and with more amplitude.

Dropping lubricant on my finger, I carefully inserted it into Oleg, continuing to firmly squeeze his buttocks. Now, with each push, I gently massaged Oleg's prostate, multiplying his pleasure many times over. I move away from Oleg's penis and, going down, take his testicles in my mouth.

Gently I suck on them one by one, while continuing to stroke his -second heart- with my fingertips. His cock, left out of work, continues to shudder in response to my manipulation of his prostate.

I want to show him again that deep down in his body is a source of pleasure that gives magical sensations. And to get them, you need to step over the generally accepted morality again and again, giving your body to another man.

I can take the entire scrotum into my mouth. With my tongue, I roll the testicles, pinching them alternately between the tongue and the upper nb. Oleg's breathing becomes uneven.

He seemed to be running for a long time and couldn't get his breath back. The testicles are pulled up to the penis. It must all be over soon.

Oleg is clearly puzzled. He is rapidly approaching orgasm, although he does not use a member at all, which sometimes continues to shudder from fabulous sensations. They spread from the depths of the body, spreading over the legs and stomach.

He has already forgotten why he is standing in front of me, squatting. I plunge Oleg's cock into my mouth again. And I slide my lips all over the trunk.

Oleg sobs convulsively. A wave of spasms runs through his body and the sharp thrusts of his cock fill my mouth with a tart liquid.

The anus, opened by my fingers, rhythmically shrinks simultaneously with the next portions of erupting sperm. (I once again used my experience to completely expel the feeling of my own male superiority from Oleg with streams of erupting sperm. I hope that Oleg, like my former young lovers, accepted this model of behavior for himself - to enjoy his own weakness, to yield desires of another man, giving his body to the power of someone else's passion). He can hardly stand.

I have to hold onto his hips tightly. I swallow his juices with pleasure and lick the remnants of sperm on the head. I help him lie down on the shelf again.

Oleg's chest is still heaving unevenly. The eyes are closed. He completely melted into bliss. I cover it with a sheet. Let him sleep.

Outside the window, dawn is still breaking. My rebellious cock reminds him that he also wants to be satisfied. We still have at least three hours for this.

I, having calmed down a bit, go to the toilet. I rinse my face and my young man with cold water, reassuring him and myself from premature actions. Having finished the morning toilet, I go into the compartment.

The winter sun has already rolled over the horizon, illuminating the snowy plains rushing past the window. Laying down on the shelf, I try to take a nap. But after lying for about twenty minutes, I understand that I won’t be able to fall asleep.

I take two glasses from the conductors. After filling them with boiling water, I return to the compartment. Throwing a spoonful of coffee into each of the glasses, I take out the coveted flask of cognac. I add cognac.

The aroma of coffee with cognac immediately spreads throughout the compartment. I take out some sweets from my bag. The eternal rattling of spoons in glasses should certainly awaken Oleg.

I'm going out for a smoke. I feel hot in the cold vestibule of the carriage. Memory draws yesterday's scenes of possession of my young Apollo, from which the member again fills with desire. Returning to the compartment, I notice that Oleg is already waking up.

He, hiding behind a sheet, tries to find his clothes with a sleepy look.I take it off the top shelf. He, still embarrassed by my presence, dresses and leaves the compartment, grabbing a towel. A few minutes later Oleg returns. Good morning, Oleg.

Do you want some coffee? Good morning. Yeah. I'm very thirsty, he smiles again. He takes the glass and takes a long sip. - Thank you. Very tasty. Well, drink to your health.

Take candies. He climbs with his feet onto his shelf, leans back against the wall, warming his palms on the glass. He thoughtfully drinks coffee with sweets. His large gray eyes search for something outside the window. While we finish our coffee, I tell some funny anecdotes.

We both laugh, getting rid of the embarrassment of the morning. I take our glasses to the conductors so that they suddenly, God forbid, do not come for them at the wrong time. Closing the compartment door, I feel how my cock is rapidly filled with desire. Oleg, taking a book, pretends to read.

I notice Oleg's gaze, which he threw at my rebellious nature. Still would! My cock is just bursting with desire, sticking out my pants.

I sit on Oleg's shelf. Oleg. Want a back massage from a near-professional? - I smile in all 32 teeth. He looks up at me. It shows an internal struggle.

He already knows exactly how such a massage will end when the -masseur- has such a crazy erection. Embarrassed, with a barely noticeable nod, he agrees, putting the book aside. (That's it. The transformation is complete.

For the first time, Oleg is voluntarily ready to taste the forbidden pleasure, still embarrassed by his desires, but already knowing that he will not regret it). I place it on my stomach. I stretch his arms along the body. I am quite professional at doing massage, which I am ready to demonstrate to him.

I stretch his muscles on his arms, back, neck. Oleg is completely relaxed. He's ready to go again. I gently lift his hips to remove his pants that are in the way. His hard cock suddenly slaps his stomach as I pull his underpants off.

Oleg's erection betrays his awakened desire. Finally, I manage to free him from the remnants of clothing. Now I quickly undress myself. Oleg opens his eyes to see my rebellious organ again, to realize that his pleasure will depend on someone else's resurrected flesh.

I generously smear the dick with lubricant and, spreading my legs, sit down on Oleg's hips. I press against his back and, continuing to knead his muscles with my palms, I begin to slowly slide my lubricated penis between the halves of his ass, bumping my head against the still wrinkled hole of the anus.

For a few minutes, I more and more insistently touch the tip of Oleg's hole with the tip. My hands slide along Oleg's back, knead his shoulders and neck, helping him tune in to my invasion.

And again, at the moment when Oleg managed to relax, the head of my penis slips through the opened ring of the anus. Oleg shudders. Now you need to give him the opportunity to get used to a foreign object.

I bring the palms of my hands to his chest, squeezing the nipples between my fingers and covering his back with kisses along the spine. Slightly pushing the member deep into Oleg's body, with short pushes I begin to influence the prostate area. Oleg went limp in my arms.

The familiar pleasure finally relaxes his body. For several minutes I barely move, sliding my head along the sensitive area of \u200b\u200bthe rectum, again lifting it to sky-high heights. Now I myself want to enjoy our contact.

I do not like poses in which partners cannot see each other. Sex is, first of all, a kinship of souls, an opportunity to feel the breath of a partner with your lips, to see yourself in the reflection of his eyes. In addition, I like to watch how my cock slides in a partner, pushing the anus.

I'm leaving Oleg. I turn his relaxed body onto his back. I move it to the edge of the shelf again. His cock gleams wetly with a bare head.

I'm spreading Oleg's legs. He already knows what will happen next. His hole is pulsing, waiting for my imminent return. I put some lube on my cock and smear it all over. Oleg is closely watching my preparations.

His cock jerks a few times with arousal. (Congratulations, Olezhka. Who have you become, if the sight of a lubricated member that should enter you causes such a wild erection?) Finally, placing his legs on my shoulders, with one confident movement I enter his tight depths.

My testicles hit his ass. His narrow hole convulsively squeezes the root of my penis in a vise. Again I let Oleg get used to my intrusion a little. Leaning forward.

Again, his legs are almost pressed against his head with his knees. I can't reach Oleg's lips a little with my lips. His ragged breathing burns my lips.

And suddenly, Olezhka presses my head to him with his hands and starts kissing me furiously, biting my lip painfully. I plunge the cock into his body with steady thrusts. He groans softly in time with my thrusts. His hole completely relaxed.

Now I pull out the whole cock and again fully enter the trembling anus. Oleg, despite the fact that he lies in a position in which it is almost impossible to move, somehow manages to push his ass towards my cock, increasing his pleasure.

A little more and this fairy tale will end. I don't want to cum so fast. We need to extend this madness a little more.

I'm moving away from Oleg again. Smoothly touching the head of his prostate, pressing his hips to his stomach, I try to put aside the unfolding picture forever in my memory.

His hard cock and testicles, obvious proof of belonging to the stronger sex, meekly shake under the blows of my body, giving way to the palm of superiority, confident in his invader. Oleg's male anatomy, obeying instinct, releases drops of lubricant oozing from the hole of the head, which flow down in wet paths to the root of his penis. (My dear, Olezhka.

Could you have thought a day ago that lubricating your penis could become an absolutely unnecessary attribute of sexual intercourse, that wise nature clearly provided for you another opportunity to experience an orgasm?) Being even more aroused by the thoughts rushing through my head, I can no longer restrain myself. Again I enter Oleg with sharp blows of the penis with maximum amplitude.

Oleg's body, trembling finely, shrinks in ecstasy. His breath comes out sharply through clenched teeth. His whole face betrays unearthly bliss.

The ring of his anus suddenly shrinks sharply. By inertia, I still continue to move inward. The skin on my penis, firmly captured by Oleg's anus, stretches to the point of pain, and the fountain of long-contained sperm begins to fill his intestines with painful pleasure.

Oleg, leaning back and throwing his head back, shakes in orgasm. From the tip of his penis jets of sperm escape, falling in large drops on his stomach and chest. The spasms of my cock merge with the rhythmic shudders of his anus.

It seems to me that my sperm, having passed through the body of my young lover, suddenly began to shoot out of his penis. Unable to restrain myself, I fall on Oleg's body, dissolving in a magical feeling of complete emptiness. It would be nice to know the opinion of the Reader.

A sex story about a masseuse who gives a prostate massage and then strapon a man.

My name is Edward, and in this story I want to tell you a story that happened to me in search of new sensations. It all started with the fact that I was prescribed procedures related to prostate massage as a treatment.

Without going into details, this massage was supposed to improve my sex life and restore its former joy. Having once got to the site of St. Petersburg prostitutes, I came across a masseuse who offered prostate massage services

After specifying the price, I made an appointment. And yes, her name was Camila.

The next day after work, I arrived at the appointed time. I was met by a young girl, 25-28 years old. A brunette of average height up to 170 cm, with hair slightly below her shoulders, tanned and with a chic bust. The girl was dressed in a light bathrobe and slippers.

After exchanging greetings, Camila escorted me to a room where I was offered tea or coffee, which I politely declined. The girl was alone in the apartment. The apartment was two-room, it was quiet and comfortable, in appearance it did not look like sex salons.

After the drinks, Camila gave me a towel and sent me to the bathroom to take a shower, where she asked me to make all the preparations necessary for anal sex. This confused me a little, because it was about massage, but not about anal sex, it was also in my direction.

But, trusting my new girlfriend, I dutifully went to the bathroom, where I tried to do everything I was asked- Back in the room, Camila laid me on the bed, dimmed the lights and turned on relaxing music. Turn on your stomach said Camila. Which I did.

A moment later, I felt warm drops of oil drip down my back, down to my lower back and buttocks. Then I felt how her elastic breasts began to crawl along my back, going down to the buttocks and back onto my back.

Camila did an erotic massage, and she did it very well. I immediately felt arousal, which grew into an erection. My body went limp and relaxed.

I enjoyed her every touch. Suddenly I felt her fingers around my anus. A light, pleasant shiver ran through my body, and my anal began to languish with excitement.

And then I felt her finger inside. In slow, circular motions, she moved inward, deeper and deeper, and then I felt a sharp, itchy feeling, intertwined with wild excitement, similar to the peak of an orgasm, but not turning into it.

I groaned. - Prostate, I found your prostate Camila whispered, continuing to massage my second heart in circular motions. - I expected that there would be pain, sharp pain, as it was with the doctor, I answered.If you do it gently, then this is a very pleasant experience.

Let me try with two fingers? she asked. - If it doesn't hurt, then you can try followed by my answer. After that, Camila poured more oil into my crotch and onto her white glove. After that, I felt how already two fingers were massaging me from the inside.

The sensations intensified and I terribly wanted to masturbate, I wanted to finish, but I could not do it. I needed cock stimulation, and I was embarrassed to ask for it.

A wave of strong ecstasy swept from my testicles to the groin, lower abdomen and gave all over the shaft of the penis, reaching the head. And then I heard something that plunged me into a small stop. - I see you like it, maybe you want to try a strap-on? escaped her beautiful lips. I have never tried it, I answered timidly. When I came across this on the Internet, I did not attach much importance to this, and did not understand why it was.

Until this very moment, when I realized that my anal can bring me so many pleasant sensations.- What is it like? I continued. - The sensations will be the same, only the strap-on will stimulate, not only your prostate, but the whole anal. Trust me, it definitely won't hurt, she smiled.

Deciding that I had nothing to lose, I agreed. Camila got out of bed and reached into the closet. A minute later, she was fastening leather straps around her waist. And on her pubis was a rearing, imposing penis.

She put a condom on him and asked with a smile: - Will you suck? I answered too much. Well, get on your knees, doggystyle, all the same smiling sweetly, she commanded. I got up on my knees, leaned on my elbows and, arching my back, protruded my ass a little to the top. She said well, I oil the strap-on.

A moment later, I felt something big push against my anus. Anus instinctively cringed, not wanting to miss it. Relax, Camila said gently, stroking my buttocks. Relax and he will come in, she continued.

Feeling the excitement, I relaxed, as immediately the strap-on began to slowly but surely penetrate me. After a moment, I felt pain and groaned. Camila stopped. - Now you will get used to it, after a while she continued on her own.

And in fact, the pain was replaced by pleasant sensations throughout the anus. Camila continued to impale me, stimulating the testicles. The degree of excitement went off scale, I began to experience indescribable ecstasy.

I wanted to come, and the desire was such that my cock just wanted to explode, pulsing from erection and swaying from jolts from behind. As if reading my thoughts, Camila grabbed my cock with her hand and with pulling movements, as if milking me like a goat, began to masturbate me.

And between my legs she put a transparent saucer for me. In a moment, my eyes darkened, heat and a languid sensation of the peak of ecstasy rolled into the pelvic area, I realized that I would not last long, and I would soon come.

I tried my best to delay this fabulous, insane pleasure, trying not to come and holding on for at least some more time. Moans more and more broke from my lips.

Another wave rushed over me, a translucent drop of sperm appeared on the tip of the penis, which stretched out and touched the saucer. But I still held on. I tensed my pelvic muscles with all my might, not letting my orgasm overwhelm me.

I began to shake, I closed my eyes and lowered my head, a strong moan escaped my lips. The orgasm broke free, it was sharper than usual, covering the entire lower abdomen, testicles, scrotum, reverberating in the fingers and toes, it swept several times over my body.

A jet of semen began to beat in the saucer, filling it. So long I have never finished. The orgasm lasted several times longer than usual. I never thought I could experience this.

Camila didn't stop and continued to express my sperm for some time after it was all over. Until the last drop fell into the plate. But my adventures did not end there.

Camila took a saucer of cum and began to pour it over her painfully exposed breasts. Soon her whole breasts shone with my sperm, wet and big she beckoned me like nothing else in the world.

Taking one breast with her hand, she lifted it up and, stretching out her tongue, began to lick the sperm. - Do you want it too? she asked when she saw me glaring at her. Without answering, I pressed my lips to her breasts and began to lick my sperm with my tongue.

First one breast, then the other, sucking on the nipples, and swallowing it. After a few moments, I felt her tongue in my mouth. And we began to play with my seed with tongues in our mouths. I was excited.

At that time, Camila was a goddess for me, a goddess of sex. With her, I experienced something that I could not have imagined before. From that moment on, my ideas about sex have changed a lot.

And I discovered a new world. The world of strapon and strapon. I realized that my prostate can give me much more intense sensations from direct stimulation.

But everything comes to an end sometime. So our meeting with Camila came to an end. I left a generous tip and went home. For a few more days I was impressed by this meeting and was looking forward to a new one ) )

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Prostate massage: erotic massage technique Why do men enjoy anal sex (this is when they, not they)? Yes, because they get high because the prostate is massaged, and from this massage.

Prostate massage, how to do at home Prostatitis and other male diseases can be cured with therapeutic massage. It stimulates blood flow to the prostate, and thanks to this, pain is relieved.

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Prostate massage is cooler than oral sex. Male erogenous zones are like a nipple system wherever you go, everywhere. Valery Saltykov (complete collection of aphorisms vol. 4) Prostate massage is cooler than oral sex If.

Prostate massage is cooler than oral sex. Male erogenous zones are like a nipple system wherever you go, everywhere. Valery Saltykov (complete collection of aphorisms vol. 4) Prostate massage is cooler than oral sex If.

Prostate massage Your massage Prostate massage is a therapeutic massage, the implementation of which helps to restore the prostate, but requires a qualified approach and knowledge of contraindications.

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Well, about prostate massage, huh?. Intimate Affairs

Tell someone? And then downstairs everyone wrote there, intrigued and dumped. What is this animal, and how to make it?

I didn’t leave, but left for a while :) Now I’ll tell you everything.

Prostate massage requires delicacy. Yours predominantly. Oh, such delicacy. Because it is difficult to persuade a man (usually, but there are exceptions), and then his eyes burn for a week, I liked it SO much Why do they disagree / do not persuade: 1. it hurts 2. it hurts terribly. it's just scary. this is not for real men, but only for homosexuals (well, I'm not like that!) 5. it's embarrassing 6. it is dirty and smells bad. I won't tell and I won't

Personally, I suggest that you either wait for the happy moment yourself, there are requests. Either gently so persuade At the moment of hot passion to whisper in your ear, “do you want me to caress you there?”. Or caressing his crotch orally, slowly and gently move a little lower and deeper. squeezed, not gathered into a ball, as before the jump. Lick your finger and move it in circles. First, do not press, then you can SLIGHTLY press. And then lick your finger even more (or smear it with grease) and SLOWLY move in. Do not screw, namely As soon as you feel that your man is squeezing the muscle strongly - stop, let him get used to it. And only then slowly further. At a depth of about 5-6 cm, we will feel such a soft nut. This is the prostate. As it is massaged, it becomes harder and And your man purrs louder and louder ))) Massage with the pad of your finger, as if you were pressing such a bell.Two important things: 1. your manicure should be extremely short and washed down smoothly 2. BEFORE by this you tell him that when / if he says “no, I won’t, that’s enough, stop” you will immediately stop, that is, at his very first word. Good luck!

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Prostate adenoma and male infertility - is there a connection?

Male infertility and prostate adenoma, chronic prostatitis how prostate diseases affect conception

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You have to pay for everything in this world, don't you think? Varicose veins clung to me about five months ago. The husband says, it's okay that the veins are ugly, I love you like that. No, he is not a reveler with me, he always comes home on time, and his attitude towards me has not changed. Everything also sticks. I just didn’t think that the veins on the legs are not only ugly, but also so serious. That varicose veins have several stages. I didn't feel particularly bad, I don't know why. The veins just popped out. Well, sometimes legs.

Please help with a big question.

The fact is that I am a young massage therapist who is just about to open their own massage parlor. So, I'm interested in the question of choosing a couch for massage. On the market, of course, there are a lot of online stores that offer similar furniture, opinions of those. However, I am interested in the opinion of those who go for a massage, on which type of couch you are more comfortable when doing a massage.

Courses for expectant mothers: massage and motor development

A few months ago, I carried my precious baby under my heart.And, like each of you, eagerly absorbed huge volumes of information about the birth, care and upbringing of children. During pregnancy, I was lucky enough to learn how to massage the baby on my own. At that time, I did not think that this knowledge would be so useful to me. And when my son was born at exactly 36 weeks, I realized how effective the techniques I had learned were. I passed on some of my knowledge to a neighbor.

So what? Where is this prostate asks. Intimate Affairs

So what? Where is this prostate one asks? Not found! Well, that's how it happened. I'm telling. After re-reading some messages on prostate massage and anal sex, I gathered my courage and nevertheless ventured. shoved her finger into the anus of her lover. I liked my feeling. BUT I did not find (as it seemed to me) that bump, which is called the prostate and from the massage of which men enjoy. HELP! What did I do wrong?!

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Massage the prostate as you can do blowjob at the same time.

A friend told me that she recently had explosive sex with her husband. The husband finished like a gun, the feeling is super, he asks for more. And it all happened like this: she gave him a blowjob and a prostate massage at the same time. Well, I still technically understand how it is done, but what about prostate massage? Men respond! Is it really very pleasant? And technically how to execute it?

We were completely ashamed. GOVARDA's blog on 7ya.ru

Even we are gone; (but we are all good. Polka is already 3.5 months old. Both are lazy. Mostly we sleep;)))) we already weigh 5960 height 63 cm. The clothes are all small, the bag with the inscription for six months was unpacked ;))) fashion model pancake;). We turn over to the side. And that's it. Were at the doctor's physical therapy (the neurologist sent me with some kind of dystonia), she signed us up for a massage. Esssna get there only after 3 months - turn. Offered a fee of 1200 per session. I'm shocked by these prices! I want to go and make such grandmas myself;))))) I read your news.

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How does prostatitis begin? Prostatitis in a child

The painful process in prostatitis begins with inflammation of the excretory ducts of the acini.

Prostate massage. Medicine and health

Women, tell me, is it possible to do prostate massage at home? And can I do it myself to my husband? He needs to be treated for prostatitis, the urologist said that such a procedure is simply necessary, but he categorically refuses to do this in the clinic. We solve temporary difficulties with sex with Levitra, but complete treatment without massage is impossible. So I want to try to help him.

Stimulation of a man's ass during sex. Intimate Affairs

Girls, remember, somewhere a year ago I don’t remember who, but one of you shared an experience that stimulated a man’s prostate during sex (through the ass, naturally). Well, or not during sex, but during caresses. And in the October cosmopolitan there was also a mention of this. In general, I was going for a long time, prepared and decided :) The man also wanted to try. But he didn’t experience any wild buzz. And in general, it seems that he endured all this only because I asked him, I feel him the next time too.

People,Important: 1) To do this, cut your nails under 0.2) Prostate massage, like sexual intercourse, are types of stress on the prostate. If you combine PA and prostate massage, then you need to be careful. it turns out a double load.

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