You come in for your weekly session and I tell you to get comfortable whilst I go heat up my massage oils. While I'm gone, you notice I've left my phone on the massage table and it's unlocked, with photos of me in sexy lingerie that were clearly not meant for your eyes. You take a peak down at my handbag and notice the lingerie is inside it! Clearly, some guy is going to have a very happy evening tonight, but you want a taste too... When I come back in, you tell me you noticed the lingerie and want me to try it on for you. I refuse, telling you I'm a professional masseuse and don't do that kind of service. The sexy lingerie shots that you sent to yourself from my phone convince me otherwise though, and I give in and give myself to you fully...