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Mute Your Crave for Smut – (Chapter: Cactus Cactus)
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“No, I’m fine,” I assured her, grabbing a shirt as I felt the heat start to creep onto my cheeks. I saw her expression sink a little as the shirt went over my torso.
“Cactus Cactus will be giving you a complimentary day at our spa to express how sorry we are for your inconveniences.”
I didn’t see any spa advertised…
“If you’d come this way, I’d be happy to escort you,” she said, offering her hand.
I took her hand, thrilled at the prospect of a spa. Instead of going out the door, we headed deeper into the room, which seemed to go on forever.
“It’s the presidential suite,” she explained.
She stopped dead in her tracks. “Oh, wow. What was I thinking?” she said, smacking herself on the head in a ‘duh’ manner. “The spa is closed today. I guess I’ll just have to give you the full body massage,” she trailed. Of course, there is a massage table conveniently placed in the middle of the room.
“Don’t worry. I’m a trained masseuse; just one of the many talents I acquired in high school. Now before we get started, you have to take off your shirt. Strictly policy,” she reminded me.
My shirt was off of my body in one fluid motion, revealing my black lace bra for the second time.
“Okay, now lay down on the table for me and get comfortable.”
I rested on the table, anticipating the relaxing massage.
Her smooth hands and gentle fingertips worked together to rub down my spine. Her hands traveled down my sides to my lower back, firmly rubbing the knots out.
“Oh wow,” I moaned. “That feels amazing.”
As she worked her way back up, she whispered into my ear, “You’re so tense, Spencer. You need to relax,” her seductive voice arousing me.
Hands still in action, she asked, “Do you mind if I undo the clasps on your bra, I want to be able to make sure to massage all of you?”
I didn’t really think twice about it before I answered, “No.” I only fully registered what she had asked when she undid my bra clasps. She allowed her finger tips to trail over my skin as she slid the straps over and slightly down so they were off of my shoulders. She then moved her hands back onto my back and picked up her massage where she had left off.
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great job guys…i felt so sorry for spencer cuz of that hoetl but since ash took care of everything not so much in the sorry department, lucky bitch hahaha pms
Impressive stuff you smut monsters you! Great idea and I heartily approve of the word suckle!!! It’s fave!
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I might sound like a 14 year old but the word suckle always makes me giggle. But I like it none-the-less xD Also, this was very hot. Good job.
loved it!! and the word suckle makes me giggle also. but im 16 so alot of things do
you guys make a great team! this was awesome! and yea I happen to love the word suckle. great job guys!!
Oh lord… you two are dangerous
Very well done guys! I enjoy reading your individual work, but together you may be unstoppable!
Wow yall did amazing job. Not that I am surprised either.
awesome, not that i’m surprised, I knew you two would kick asssss. bring on more!
ummm sorry it took so long to comment you guys completly burned out my computer like my harddrive was fried before i got to the last place god dynamyte realy wasome lol i want to go there ive been to vegas lots and never been to a hotel like that although i would love it :) lol pms please :)
I read this story. Then I borrowed the word ‘suckle’. Keep it up.