1. A late night massage. (Part 3)


    Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: Anal, First Time, Taboo, Author: magichands1971, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    her back. Continuing with her legs, I pushed my forearm into her quads, working up and down her leg, to which her moaning resumed. I told Chelsea I was going to be maneuvering her leg in various positions for stretches. Another grunt. From moaning to grunting in no time flat. I raised both of her knees up, then rotated her legs so that she was doing a butterfly, or groin stretch. She was pretty flexible, and I placed my hands on both of her knees for a little extra stretch. Her eyes were closed, and I looked down to her crotch, I could a tiny wet spot begin to form between her lips. Taking both of my forearms, I slid them up her inner thighs. Moaning resumed, check. I continued working her legs, stretching her hamstrings, and calves, all the time, her wet spot continued to grow. The music stopped, and I had to tell her our hour was up. I would have loved to continue, but knew she didn't have much time before her practice started. I excused myself to go wash up. She asked if I might be available for a follow up massage later tonight, as the first few practices of the season were pretty brutal. Of course I agreed, she said to be there after 9 and just come on in. I got home, cooked some burgers on the grill, pounded a few beers, watched some baseball, all to kill time while my mind raced as to what she had in mind for the evening. Her mom was out of town again on business, so it was just going to be the 2 of us. I left my place about 8:30, and got to her place about 10 ...
    minutes early. Power was on throughout the neighborhood, and just like the night before, no lights were on. I waited in my car for 9pm. I didn't see any movement going on inside, and finally just went inside. As I entered, I saw a few candles burning, as well as a few beer cans, guessing they were empty, I went to the kitchen and washed my hands. Chelsea was laying face down on the table, still in her bikini, but it was no where near as tight as earlier. In fact, it just looked like it was barely tied on. I made my to the CD player, pushed play, and set it to repeat again. I turned and as I walked towards the table, I put a healthy amount of oil into my palms, then placed them on her low back. Working the oil into her skin, I could feel some heat coming off, I think she got a little sunburned at practice. As I worked up to her middle back, I let her know that her bikini strings were definitely in the way, reaching for one string, I gripped it between my fingers and made a slow deliberate pull of the string giving her time to object. The knot made a little snap as it came loose, with a little twist, her strings fell off her back, barely tickling her breasts as they fell down. Her arms moved so that they were hanging off the edge of the table. My slicked fingers made their way up the back of her neck, and around the sides of her breasts. She breathed in deeply and cooed with her exhale. My fingers glided up and down her back, leaving a trail of goosebumps like the wake from a ...
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