Steve, please come massage me
From Create Your Own Story
"Steve, sweetie...," you purr into the phone. "I hurt my foot, could you come over and give me a massage?"
"I'll be right over," Steve says.
Ding dong. "Come in!"
"I'll set up my things," Steve says.
You're surprised... candles, incense and oils. You lay down on your stomach.
"Oh sweetie, I'll need you to take off your robe." You hesitate. "it's for the massage, is all. So I can work your muscles better."
You look up into his smiling face. You can trust him, right? You ask him to take it off. His hands graze your neck as the silk of your night shirt flows off of your back.
Steve's strong hands begin kneading your muscles. He works his way down your calves to your ankles. Then he swoops off of the bed and starts kneading your feet. You groan softly. It feels so amazing. But then Steve hesitates. You remember that you forgot to wash your slit sauce off of your foot. You freeze. You feel warmness on your feet, ands then kisses. Steve starts sucking your toes. He pauses to tell you that he thinks he knows how you hurt your foot. And then he continues sucking.
You:
| Status | ||
| Health | Horny and Hormonal | Location: |
| MP | 0 | |
| Level | 1 | |
