As I was waiting for my masseur in the waiting room, I had a strange feeling about the guy sitting opposite me. Was he secretly filming me with his cell phone? I was called and had no time to think about it any further. My masseur began his task in a very routine manner and right from the start there were hot graze shots near my pussy. Then I somehow had the feeling that I was being watched and that's exactly how it was. The guy from the waiting room peeked through the half-open door to the massage room. Well, why not, I thought to myself and asked him to massage me too, after all, four hands are better than two!! And you don't want to miss what happened next!!