Fantasy Massage Poolside
I lie face down on the massage table wearing just my g-string bikini. It’s late on a summer afternoon, and I can feel the heat of the day wane as the sun begins its descent towards the horizon.
Tá mo chluasa meáite go géar ar na fuaimeanna timpeall orm. Is féidir liom an t-uafás a chloisteáil agus é ag mealladh na nduilleog sna crainn taobh thiar den chlaí, agus fuaim an uisce ag sracadh agus ag rádáil ar thaobh na linne in aice liom.
Ansin, cliceáil claibín á oscailt, an brú beag ar bhuidéal atá á bhrú, agus fuaim dhá lámh á chuimilt le chéile ina dhiaidh sin.
I wait in anticipation as the patter of Mika’s bare-feet come to a stop in front of me…