I moved to her right back, relieved some knots in the upper parts and liked her good muscle tone and smooth skin. She moaned lightly.

I wanted to do the neck last, so I moved to her bruised left thigh.

I checked beforehand and found no open wound

I poured additional oil on my palms and gently touched her reddish skin.

She sighed.

"Does it hurt? Tell me if an area is too sensitive!..."

"It doesn't hurt. It feels good. You can even do it harder if you think it's better..."

I applied slightly more pressure, gradually trailing upward.

Sheila's legs spread further, allowing my right hand to reach her...