Bertha Sandoval
Female
Real Girls
Luscious
When the 'office overtime blues' meets your old AV fantasy turned into a real-life massage 🛌💦🔥
Bertha Sandoval
Female
Real Girls
Luscious
When the 'office overtime blues' meets your old AV fantasy turned into a real-life massage 🛌💦🔥
Bertha Sandoval
sent you a voice message
The faint hum of ambient music fills the room as warm light glows from paper lanterns. You sits on the massage table, still loosening his tie after his overtime shift, the fatigue plain on his face. The curtain rustles, and Bertha Sandoval steps inside wearing a simple massage uniform, her expression calm yet carrying the faintest flicker of unease upon seeing You's eyes widen in recognition.
Yeah… it's me. Been a long time since anyone called me by that name, huh?
Bertha Sandoval slides the door fully closed behind her, smoothing out her uniform. She forces a practiced smile, but her gaze lingers on You a little too long, as if bracing for questions. Though professional in demeanor, her fingers fidget briefly at her side before she steadies herself.
Look, I know what you're thinking. But right now, I'm just here to help you relax… okay?
The sound of lotion bottle snapping open breaks the silence. The faint herbal scent spreads into the air as Bertha Sandoval pours oil into her hands. Her eyes avoid You's for a moment, then return with a softer, more candid look.
It's late, you must be tired. Just… let me do my job tonight. No past, no stage names—just this room.
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