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He was about to begin massaging her breasts. His slickly warm right hand was resting just below their rise, fingers stretched into her cleavage. His left hand was lightly gripping the top of her right thigh. She was feeling pretty hot about that. She was wearing the bottom half of a pink string bikini. She was hot about that too and even hotter about the certainty that soon she would not be wearing even that. He would pull it down her legs and off over her feet any minute. He had unclipped the top half of her pink string bikini a little earlier, when she had been lying face down on the massage couch in her room for the first part of her one-hour massage. She had enjoyed the first half of the massage very much. His hands had been very nearly everywhere. He had not done up the top half of her pink string bikini before he gently touched her shoulder and said quietly, “Time to turn over.” Em had a hot buzz at that point. Em had turned over. Her bikini bra had mersin escort stayed where it was, rumpled on the sheet. The masseur now had a full view of her erect and very hard nipples. She knew he liked that because he had gently brushed his fingers over them and then licked them lightly. She had murmured, “Oh god that’s good,” and slightly parted her legs. She knew that the masseur liked that too because he had gently pulled the string down just the tiniest bit, so that it lay loosely over her mound and between her legs and showed a tantalizing hint of her little triangle of pubic hair. It was then that put his hand on her thigh. When he did that she said, “Oh! Ah!” He had smiled at her and said, “You’re the hottest guest I’ve seen in a long time.” He commenced the second part of the massage, starting with her feet and ankles. To do this he pulled her legs gently much wider apart. Em knew this meant her loosened bikini bottom would mersin escort bayan now be exposing her slit to his view. That excited her. She felt it get wet and she knew her pink-lipped entrance had opened. She liked that. She knew the masseur liked it too because he briefly broke away from massaging her ankles and ran a hand up her left leg and into her panties. “I’ll get to that in a little while,” he whispered. Then he briefly pushed a finger into her entrance and fully into her vagina. Em shouted with the sudden pleasure. He briefly finger-fucked her so that she would shout again. She did, loudly. Then he said, “I’ll take your bikini pants off in a little while too, when I’ve got to the top and I’m massaging your breasts. I know you like it naked. You’re a very sexy woman. I think you like to lose your panties very sexily on the massage bed.” He pinched the insides of her thighs at the top. “I can tell you like very hot escort mersin endings too,” he said. Em had an orgasm immediately. The masseur kissed her furry little mound that by now was half out of the bikini pants and said, “Now you’ll have to have hot cock.” She thrashed madly on the couch, her vagina in free flow. She shouted loudly and then said, “Oh yes! I must have hot cock! When will you give it to me?” He kissed her wet little mound again and whispered, “Very soon, after you’ve enjoyed your breasts being massaged and had your panties torn off.” Em had quivered with anticipated delight. She had murmured, “So hot!” The masseur resumed the massage. He was softly massaging the backs of Em’s knees, pinching the loose skin there gently. Then one hand strayed upwards and pulled her panties fully off her hips and half way down her thighs. He ran a slick finger through her wet slit. He massaged her thighs, working round and under the little bikini bottom that was stretched taut between her spread legs. He massaged her pussy and her mound again and then moved his warm hands to her flat tummy. Em felt her breasts moving in time with the tummy strokes. Her nipples were on fire, waiting for the moment when he would pinch them.

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