I didn’t want the fun to be over before it even started, so I forced myself to stash my penis back in my pants, and resolved myself not to touch it again until I was lying on the massage table. XXX “Are you Coco? My heart skipped a beat as I quickly needed to decide whether or not to embrace this touch. Finally she reached the place where my legs come together, and I felt a hair raising tingle on my balls. “Yes.” I said. In the center of the room sat the massage table, covered in bed sheets with a small towel neatly folded on top. I felt a rush of cold air across my hip and ass as she lifted the towel faintly hiding my dignity. A wave of cozy relief washed over me as I felt a steady stream of piss pour out of me. I found one that had a solid 5-star rating, as well as a name that I found to be
