Janina's Special Treatment

Janina's hands glide firmly over your tense shoulders, her fingers pressing deep into your muscles. "You're really tight," she murmurs in a husky voice as she leans over you, her breath grazing your skin. The oil glistens on her bare shoulder as she presses even closer to you. "But I'll take care of that..." Her gaze meets yours, and suddenly you feel her touches becoming slower, more deliberate. The door is locked, no one will disturb you. What do you want to do now?