The masseur. XXL - Version

I had got myself a cheap massage table. When I told my husband that he could now give me a nice massage all the time, he just laughed at me. All right, then I'll just get myself a masseur. You can probably guess that his massage skills are not as important to me as other qualities. When the chosen masseur arrived, he immediately started massaging me extensively. He didn't miss a single spot, for which I naturally returned the favour straight away