1. True Stories --Winter At Beech Mountain Chapters


    Date: 10/21/2014, Categories: Fetish, Hardcore, Author: dano29692, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    inside next to the windows.. Stanley made the introductions.. They were the Baxter's , from Miami .. Both in their mid-fifties. Their daughter Susan however, was a cute little strawberry blonde with a sexy petite body and bedroom blue eyes. “Are you the one who's giving me a massage today?” “Only if you're 18 – I'm prohibited from doing minors without the parents permission.” I said, thinking of the tip. This seemed to impress them as Susan stuck out her ample rack of boobs and exclaimed-- “I'm 20 today, thank you! What time can I have my 'present' ?” I glanced at Stanley , and he quickly said “ As soon as Dano can get his equipment set up... Will you be wanting this massage in your suite, Miss Susan?” “My parents like to nap awhile after they eat, so I would prefer to come to him, please.” “Very well, you may come up to 505 in say—20 minutes.” I replied. “My Hot Stones takes a bit to warm up.” Stanley and I excused ourselves and made our way to the buffet. I grabbed a country ham biscuit and coffee , and at the register stood a redhead , Debra was on her name tag. “ That'll be $5.75 please.. “ I gave her a ten and told her to keep the change.. Stanley was at my elbow and said-- ”We don't tip the buffet help, Dano.! “ I looked at Debra and then back at him and replied-- “ I'll tip who I damn well please!” His jaw dropped nearly into his eggs and she gave me the sweetest smile I'd seen lately, and I read her lips as she said silently said-- 'thank you'.... I took my leave ...
    and went to my room to get ready, leaving Stanley at the register. I had barely eaten when Susan knocked .. I asked her if she had ever had a massage before.. “ Not a professional one-- my girlfriends at college have though, and told me what to do.” I explained my routine,while she filled out my client form.. “ Just step in the bathroom, remove your clothes—there's hangers on back of the door. I need the bra off, but you can leave your panties on , if you're shy.. You can wrap in this sheet..” She stood , handed me my paper and began to strip right there. “ I don't wear em-- bra or panties , and I'm not shy either.” O K – I shook my head and pointed to the table.. “ Tummy down , please..” I moved to her feet after oiling my hands. She refused a towel or sheet to d**** her with, as was the norm-- but Susan seemed anything but normal.. Feisty would be my first impression , rich sexy little spoiled brat my second one.. I worked the oil between her toes and around her arches and heels. Moving to her calves, I divided the muscle on each as she twisted this way and that, trying to watch me. “ You gotta relax and be still to enjoy this” I reminded her. She said nothing, just went limp as I moved to her thighs. My fingers divided the larger thigh muscles on each leg as she groaned .. “ Am I using too much pressure ?” I asked. Spreading her thighs wide enough for me to see her cunt, she answered. .” No, but I need more attention to my inner thighs. They're sore as hell from skiing .” I ...
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