I can say with certainty that there is no such thing as healthy men's massage. This is the story of a girl who wanted to start working part-time at a men's beauty salon, attracted by the good hourly wage. Of course, I was strongly against it, but she persisted... so I gave her permission for one month, on the condition that she quit immediately if anything strange happened. Feeling unsure, I decided on a whim to slip a voice recorder into her bag. As expected, what I heard was persistent negotiations for sex... She couldn't seem to resist... Then there were sounds of rustling and rubbing, ragged breathing, and sweet moans...<br /> "This isn't that kind of shop... please keep your hands away..."<br /> "Hmm... I have a boyfriend too... No..."<br /> "Haa...there..."<br /> "No! Ahh... it's... in... I'm cumming...!"<br /> Ah... It's no good. I can tell without even looking. She's been made to climax over and over again and has been creampied. I bet she's using those big breasts for some secret ops... I guess that's only natural... I hate my girlfriend for coming home as if nothing had happened, not knowing that her cuckold sex was discovered...