Your massage will be like The Egyptian Princes Massage, are you curious to now how is it going to be? (click here)
Read section A if you are a woman, or section B if you are a man.
Your massage with ME will be similar to the Egyptian princes massage
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And not just read, be there! witness thE moment, smell the gardens, feel the sexual tension, hear the agitated breathing of the prince, etc....maybe very soon you will be the prince or the princess!!
***A: THE MASSAGE OF THE PRINCESS OF EGYPT:
It was a quiet afternoon like any other, perhaps somewhat boring, the white curtains of the long balcony remained still, without movement, as if asleep. The routine was suddenly interrupted with a scent of jasmine brought from India, which came from below, from the captains' yard.
That totally changed the princess's mood. They are in massage session! It happened that after a hard day of work, the pharaoh pampered the captains with a massage of deep muscle relaxation.
The princess liked to see how the masseur managed to give a good and deserved rest to those brave warriors, she was impressed that they entered the garden with a face full of exhaustion and left renewed.
But the princess had been feeding an intimate desire, she wanted another type of massage. A while ago she dreamed it, she caressed it in her mind. She wasn't going to wait any longer, she couldn't wait any longer.
She bit his lower lip gently, inside her chest her heart wanted to come out, galloping like a young horse riding free in the desert. She was so agitated that her body sensitivity reached the limit of feeling a few drops of her own natural lubricant moistening the lips of her vagina. The day had come, it would be today and not tomorrow....
She leaned a little towards the courtyard and with just a soft snap of her fingers everything stopped down there, the captains, the masseur, the head of security and other palace employees immediately turned their gaze towards the princess balcony. And it was that the world stopped when the princess requested anything.
Her gaze turned to the head of security, she stretched out her delicate hand and with her finger pointed at the masseur, and then moved her hand back to her indicating that she wanted him in her room. Everyone in that courtyard of brave warriors understood what the princess was asking for. The captains slowly left the courtyard and the masseur watched the security vizier to approve him to go up to the princess's room, and he did.
A few minutes later the head of security and the masseur were in that enclosure, with well selected oils, essences and fragrances.
The boss just by looking at the face of that young woman knew clearly what type of massage she was requesting, so he ordered all the employees to be removed from that floor to provide privacy.
It would be the emotion that came out of the bowels of that princess but suddenly the white curtains of the balcony began to shake hitting each other with fury and passion...
The princess settled into her bed, full of cushions and surrounded by delicate see through veils, laid down her head sensually on the pillows, then sighed softly, very slowly and exhaled....
And from his lips came a phrase that she had repeated inside many times before this afternoon.... The princess said to the masseur: Make your hands take me to the stars. For the next minutes only the curtains and walls witnessed what happened.
The princess contorted, waving on her bed, bit her lips furiously, opened her legs, then closed them tightly. The masseus knew how to take her to the stars using his hands.... And so he did......!!!!
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B: THE MASSAGE OF THE PRINCE OF EGYPT
It was a quiet afternoon like any other, perhaps somewhat boring, the prince's gaze was lost watching the horizon, only a sparrowhawk broke the monotony of the moment, flying gracefully up in the clear sky. The routine was suddenly interrupted with a scent of jasmine brought from India, which came from below, from the captains' yard.
That totally changed the prince's mood. They are in massage session!
It happened that after a hard day of work, the pharaoh pampered the captains with a massage of deep muscle relaxation. The prince was impressed by the fact that this masseus managed to give a good and deserved rest to the capitals of the Pharaoh, who entered the garden with an exhausted face and left relaxed, ready for a new day of hard demanding work.
That prince had been feeding an intimate desire, he wanted another type of massage. He had been planning it stealthily in his mind for a while. He wasn't going to wait any longer, he couldn't wait any longer.
His chest widened and the bow of his ribs expanded, inside, his heart wanted to come out, galloping like a young horse riding free in the desert. He was so agitated that his body sensitivity reached the limit of feeling a few drops of natural produced lubricant coming out of his penis, he felt it like a small ejaculation.
The day had come, it would be today and not tomorrow....
Suddenly a loud snap from the prince made everything and everyone in that courtyard stop immediately. The captains, the masseur, the head of security and other employees of the palace turned their gaze to that bench, from which the prince watched them with a serious, very masculine look, worthy of who would one day be his pharaoh.
And it was that the world stopped when the prince requested anything. His gaze turned forcefully to the Chief of Security, and in a second with one of his fingers he pointed to the masseur, and then directed his hand back towards him indicating that he immediately wanted him in his room.
Everyone in that courtyard of brave warriors understood what the prince ordered. The captains slowly left the place and the masseur watched the security vizier to approve him to go up to the prince's room, and he did so.
A few minutes later the head of security and the masseur were in that enclosure, with oils, essences and fragrances selected for that refined taste.
The prince then observed the head of security with a penetrating look, inmediatly the boss knew clearly what type of massage he was requesting, so he ordered all the employees removed from that floor to provide privacy. It would be the strong excitement that came out of the bowels of that prince but suddenly the white curtains of the balcony began to shake hitting each other with fury and passion.
Then The prince sat on the edge of his bed, his feet firmly accommodated on the floor, the masseur patiently awaited for the order he should follow...
Then the prince said to the masseur: Make your hands take me to the stars.
For the next minutes only the curtains and walls witnessed what happened.
The prince roared like a brave lion, contorted, tightly squeezed the sheets on his bed, the muscles of his buttocks tightened tightly. The masseur knew how to take him to the stars using his hands.... And so he did......!!!!
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