That's a Massage

She closed her eyes as Valerio, after draping a folded towel over her breasts and waist, moved back down to her feet and began massaging her shins and working his way back up her body, deliberately taking his time.

“Valerio,” she called his name out softly. “Are you okay?”

“Yes, amoré, why wouldn’t I be?”

“Isn’t this difficult for you? Touching me like this? It’s very intimate and sexy,” she whisp