Soooooo..... I got another massage today. I asked him to w..

Soooooo..... I got another massage today. I asked him to work on my upper back and shoulders and he did such a great job at deep tissue, I felt like I was melting into the table. The massage was so relaxing and gentle but firm, alternating sides and texture. The oils, rocks, and even the texture of the sheets all combined onto my body. I was going from a relaxed state, to turned on, to aware of his energy, and then doing it all over again. He massaged my scalp for a good while in the beginning and when he massaged my arms and hands, I felt of his at the same time. I curled my fingers into his, just for a second, just feeling the strength of his fingers with my own. Just letting him know that I was there and appreciative. It is a very curious thing having gotten off in front of someone so many times, yet not knowing who they are or really even what they look like. So this time I was a little bit curious. And now I know that he has rock hard calves and a very firm thigh. But that's it. He's always wearing a mask so I couldn't even recognize his face. When the last time I saw him, I could feel his want for me, this time, I felt worshipped. This time whenever he was massaging me, it was as if he was learning my body so he could remember it later. Smooth strokes to firm and long and gliding across me... I don't think there's a part of me he didn't touch. When he moved the sheet down he tucked it into the top of my thong and I lifted my hips and wiggled just enough that he pulled my panties along with the sheet to the top of my thighs. When he massaged my bottom, I could literally feel all the sensation flow straight to my clit. And when he flipped me over onto my back, I could hear his breathing. It was just a bit ragged and it made me smile. This time I didn't want the towel over my face. I wanted to see, and I wanted him to see my face and what he did to me. So I took it off. Just like I took off my panties after he rubbed my inner thighs for so long that I was aching. At first he was so gentle with my clit. As if it was any other part of my body. He just circled and circled. When I started coming a couple minutes later, it was like a gentle wave crashed up onto a beach. And the wave just kept crashing at the shores. Over and over. His other hand would gently rub my stomach between orgasms to reset me for the next. And then I opened my eyes. I was already gyrating my hips and had flung the sheet off. I am squeezing my breasts and see him standing to my left, looking down at my pussy. His right arm is draped over me. I see his profile in the dim light and he moves his mask to his chin. I feel his finger just to the very entrance to my vagina and he pushes up at the same time his mouth barely sucks on my clit. Visually I was like omg is this really happening haha. Then, I exploded in a deep way that was different from the first orgasms. It was like it was restarting. He must have did that trick several times while I came. They were these deep rumbling orgasms like you would get from a very strong toy only it was coming from his hand and his mouth somehow. And then he stood up and stroked my belly while he stroked my clit and I came until I was exhausted. I would think that we were done and he would be massaging my feet or my thighs and then move back in for one more. My back was arching and I was in ecstasy. After I am spent, he pulls the sheet back over me. He left for a moment and brought back a warm wet washcloth to clean the oil off of me. When he washed my pussy, I could have came again, but I didn't want to be selfish. And then it was over. And it was awesome!!!! Who do you think he's telling this story to?