Erotic massage at home

The sun had already disappeared behind the rooftops of the city and the soft glow of the evening light made Nina's apartment a cozy retreat. As she dropped off her cell phone to check the last message, a new booking lit up on the screen. A mobile massage at home — that was exactly what she wanted after the week had been so exhausting. When the door rang, she felt a tingling in her stomach. She opened and saw him — Anton, a massive guy with a penetrating look. With a charming smile, he stepped into the room and the scent of essential oils immediately enveloped her. “I hope I'm not interrupting,” he said as he parked his equipment. Nina shook her head, the space felt exciting — intimate yet protective. The atmosphere was full of unexpressed wishes. “I'll give you the best service,” Anton promised and led her to her massage table. Her mind was buzzing around the possibility that this could be more than just a massage. He began with gentle movements that made her body melt. Every squeeze from his hands left her longing for more. Nina's heart pounded faster as his hands worked their way further into her skin. She could feel the look of his eyes looking at her hungrily as he leaned over her, his touch became more intense. She wanted to capture this moment and extend it at the same time. 'May I...? ' , he began as his hands continued to advance, and she knew that this was the moment she had been waiting for. But what he suggested left her breathless and the desire for more sweeping through her body. The answer was on her tongue, but the room was too vibrating to say it. The right moment to decide whether they would move on was so close and the tension seemed to rise infinitely.