This time, the single male who signed up stated that he is a professional masseur. At the beginning, he gently massaged my meridians. When he reached the base of my thighs, he softly told me that there was a qi blockage nearby that needed to be cleared. He stroked from the thighs to around my little hole. Actually, while rubbing the skin around my little hole, there was a wet and swollen sensation. The following ancient acupoint phoenix tendon massage, with its sore yet tingling numbness, felt very different from the rapid thrusting of fingering. Because it was the first meeting and so open, I felt both shy and excited. I couldn't help but raise my hips, hoping to get more pleasure. Combined with his constant lewd smile at me, I felt as if he had control over the rhythm of my orgasm....