It was supposed to be a blissful moment relaxing with the man I love through a massage... A diuretic and a corrupt masseur's relentless finger technique push me into a humiliating, squirting orgasm! Even with my boyfriend right there behind the curtain, I couldn't stop cumming! Lotion and finger-fucking push my sensitivity past its limit! Even though it's mortifying, even though I hate it... I can't forget the pleasure of squirting while I came...!! In the end, I betrayed him completely, drowning in soaking-wet sex with the masseur, even letting him cum inside me...