Mayra was a little shy as she took off her clothes in front of another person. She still felt very strange, but the person in front of her was her private masseur. Such things happened occasionally, so she was not so against it now.
She gritted her teeth and shyly let her guard down.
This scene ignited a fire in Lorne's heart.
As a hot-blooded young man, facing such an exquisite beauty was simply too torturous.
Soon, Mayra removed her clothes and lay down gently on the massage bed. Although there were relevant massage equipment, humans still had the greatest feeling. This was also the main reason why Mayra liked to come here.
The female masseur dripped the essential oil on the pure white back and reached out to gently rub it open, pushing the essential oil all over her body.