I found a healthy men's esthetic salon online that caught my eye. It seemed like a "healthy shop, but the service is just great," so I took the plunge and made a reservation. When I nervously rang the intercom, the person who came out was an incredibly cute esthetician. But her clothes and the posters inside definitely gave off a "totally healthy shop" vibe... My fantasies wouldn't stop at her borderline attacks, but in reality, even at the slightest touch, she'd say, "Our shop isn't that kind of place..." and I ended up going home that day with a lingering erection. However, my gut told me there had to be something more to that atmosphere, so I booked a second appointment. Just as I thought today would be nothing again, near the end of the session, the esthetician started repeatedly inserting 1cm of the glans during the oil massage! While I was bewildered by the sudden turn of events, she gave me a delightful invitation: "We actually have something called a VIP course..." She heated up at my embarrassing moans, as the earlier esthetic treatment had turned my entire body into an erogenous zone! With a smile that was both angelic and demonic, she sucked every last drop out of my balls!!