A stranger in a strange land. Clarice has only been in the country for a few months when she hears about a mysterious massage parlor in the oldest part of the city. The place looks like a spa, smells like a spa, but there is something strange and sinister about it. Like the people who work there, the simple massage parlor is far more than it seems. Clarice's curiosity has led her into the den of the beast. Will it be her doom or a prize beyond measure?
Clarice could not get enough of the feel of Amon’s warm skin against hers and under her palms. Her hands wandered over every inch of him she could reach, her nails lightly scratching each time the pleasure overwhelmed her. Amon pulled away from her mouth with a final leisurely swipe of his long tongue and ducked his head.
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