Should I Tip?

Natasha just landed at this all-girl massage joint and already India’s got her spread out on the table. The girl’s green, never done this, but she knows what she wants—those deep inner thigh muscles rubbed down hard. She kicks back and you can feel the heat coming off her the second India’s seasoned hands glide over that soft, young skin. Doesn’t take India a minute to read the signs. Two fingers slip right past the shaved lips and into that tight, slick hole. Natasha’s never given head, so India slides onto the table, spreads herself wide, and shows the rookie exactly how to tongue the tan-line trail straight to the center—lick, circle, press until Natasha’s gasping and learning fast.