Rub Him The Right Way – Take Two

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Whether this goes her way or mine remains to be seen, he told himself as he contemplated the young masseuse’s proposal.His birthday surprise ended up being a surprise, all right. Oh sure, he knew about the erotic massage his wife had booked for him. He knew he would enjoy being pampered like a priapic prince under wickedly roaming hands oiled with exotic scents. The masseuse had kneaded and pummeled his entire body with all the skill of her trade, and then some. Every muscle sang with mellow gratitude.He didn’t expect to be blindfolded halfway through the experience to prevent him from seeing his one-woman harem with the mesmerizing touch. He didn’t expect to be blindsided with the onscreen visuals of his wife being brought off by the buxom blonde he hired for her birthday massage only months ago.He hadn’t expected to feel the shameless clasp of anonymous lips over the vibrating tip of his cock as he was ready to launch.She hadn’t meant to do it, either, the masseuse had explained sheepishly, but she simply couldn’t help herself. Which left them both in a dilemma, because his wife had instructed her to make him come with her hands only, and because the event was supposed to be recorded for the client couple to enjoy at their leisure.So the girl’s proposal was this: would he agree bahis şirketleri to another session, this time with the prescribed ending, since he was her last appointment of the day? She could edit the recording. No one would be the wiser.And here she was, one day shy of twenty and obviously horny, sweetening the offer by loosening her short kimono and letting him see there was nothing underneath. Except for a smooth, bare carving in her mons teased with a graceful finger and glossily brimming with unsatisfied lust.Now that he had been allowed some quiet rest after his happy ending in her mouth, a telltale tumescence through the sheet signaled his readiness for seconds. But could he settle for a hand job this time, when the nubile girl’s impetuous lips had felt so thrilling? Look at her body language. It’s obvious she’s craving something for herself, isn’t it? It was the girl’s birthday tomorrow, she had giddily confessed. Would she let him do something satisfying for her, up to and including–His erection thickened at the idea. Decisions, decisions.She moved toward him, gently pressing on his raised shoulders. “Lie back and let me take care of everything.”A throb of rebellion stirred his groin.That’s what you think, honey. The lights dimmed to where they were before. bahis firmaları “You might want to put your blindfold back on,” she advised. “For continuity’s sake. Don’t worry,” her voice soothed as her palm warmed his bulge through the draping, “judging by the feel of things, it shouldn’t be on for too long.””What if I don’t want to?” he smirked, brushing the front of her baby-soft thigh with his fingers. “What if I’d rather see you take your robe off first?” Heading off her protest,”I know, you’re not supposed to, unless my eyes are covered. But you weren’t supposed to suck me off, either. Don’t you want this,” he pointed at his already impressive ridge, “to look its absolute best for the video?”She tilted her head and pursed her creamy lips. “I suppose so.” The silky garment slipped down her shoulders and parted to reveal a perky, beautifully shaped pair of tits, the ones that had rolled dreamily over his back. “Fair is fair,” she quipped, gathering the sheet from his lap until it joined the colorful splash on the floor. She stared at his aroused state much longer than professionally necessary, A soft gasp escaped her lips.”It can get even bigger, you know.” His hand reconnected with her thigh. A stray finger traced the upper ridge of her cleft, then retreated in a moist kaçak bahis siteleri trail. Almost simultaneously his cock twitched. “Do you always get this wet while giving a massage?”Even in the faded light, he could make out the flushed cheekbones and lowered lids. “Not at all. Just yours.””Come on,” he drawled disbelievingly, still caressing her skin. “You can tell me.”Her smile waned. “I’m serious.” She looked directly downward. “No one else would have gotten away with touching me like that.””Did you like it when I did this?” Once again, he stroked a wishbone path along her sensitive, slightly pouting lips.”Yes,” she breathed.”You’re very hot down there. I think you’d like me to do that some more.”A small snort of protest flared her nostrils. “I’m the one who is supposed to be jacking you off for the video, remember? You agreed to let me do it right this time. And, if I may say so, he looks quite eager for some attention.” She fondled his shaft with an expertise that belied her girlish giggle.His smile was conspiratorial. “I would also like to remind you that I’m the client, too, and this…” Two fingers cantered in the sweet spot just beneath her clit. “…is exactly what I want. I sense that you want it, too, and you want it rather badly.””Yes.” Why did his voice have to be so damn sexy? She inched closer to the table and widened her legs for him. His touch rippled naturally through all the right places, eliciting a long sigh of surrender. “Oh, that feels so good, but…aren’t you…being awfully naughty?”

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