MASSAGE ENVY 1.

Something inspired by ads.

Number one, of course, my postal man,

Not sure his employ, whatever he can?

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I lead him to table number one is just fine.

I offer him snacks, I offer him wine.

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"Loosen your clothes from your head to your toes.

Don't worry 'bout your socks, I'll take care of those."

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I direct him to lie upon front if he can..

It's different for ladies, but, then, he's a man.

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I start with his arms, they're soft from no work.

From tips of his fingers to his pecs..and they jerk!

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He's not experienced at this, and just how I like them!

I press down on his chest, his heart rate multiplies then!

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I encircle his n*****s and trace hairs to his navel,

When I venture much further, he 'bout comes off the table!

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I head someplace else cuz I see he's a shy one.

To scare any customer is not any fun.

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So I go down his thighs, down his legs to his toes.

His socks are removed but I told ya 'bout those.

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He smiles when massaging his feet so I stay..

He's ticklish there and just wants to play.

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Soon I'm all done, Dave seems glad but relaxed.

He says, "It was fun and I'll be sure to come back!"