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The Gift of a Massage

Date: 10/25/2014, Categories: Anal, First Time, Voyeur, Author: jgisfun, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

indiscretion and kept at his task. She was flustered but remained calm. She hadn't meant to move like that, but she was so relaxed that she forgot it was a stranger rubbing her. She noticed how close Henry's penis got to her head every time he rubbed down her back, but didn't make any sounds or moves to get him to change his position. He continued to rub this way again without getting quite as aggressive in the lower part of the rub. She resolved not to worry about it. She closed her eyes and, minutes later, was lost in the pleasure of the warm oil and the firm rub, fully recovered from her embarrassing lapse in judgment. After all, who did she know that wouldn't fully enjoy the treatment she was getting? Back in her thick haze of pleasure from the great massage, it was a few moments before she noticed that his hands had been going all the way down her back and completely over her ass. "When did that happen?" she thought as his thumbs went pretty much the whole length of her luscious ass slightly parting her cheeks in the process. She also noticed that it was quite a reach for him to get his hands that far down her body and his thighs rubbed slightly against the top of her head every time he made the move. The towel was, by now, not covering her ass anymore but rested in a bunch on her thighs. She was really enjoying his technique and, truth be told, his massage was turning her on. She hoped that Henry didn't notice. Now that she had taken notice though, she realized that ... she had involuntarily been raising her hips up slightly every time his hands moved over her ass with his thumbs sliding down the crack of her ass, brushing delicately over her asshole. Her brain wasn't quite working the way she'd expected: she should have been uncomfortable, but was extremely comfortable with his hands all over her. But her husband was in the next room getting a massage as well. But she loved this feeling of the warm oil, Henry's large firm hands, and the dizzying rush she was getting every time his thumbs went across her asshole. She knew what she should do, but she didn't want to do it. Finally, when Henry had his hands firmly on her ass cheeks on one of the downstrokes, he stopped them there and moved to the side of the table, rotating the palms of his hands on her ass as he did so. Then he moved his hands down her thighs, over her calves and down the soles of her feet, pushing the towel as he did until it fell on the floor. Erica hadn't stopped making the "mmmm" sounds for most of the entire time she had been on the table. She wanted to say "That was amazing," but didn't want to give Henry any more of the wrong idea than she had by grinding gently into his hands on her ass. "Oops," she thought, and then went back to not thinking, as Henry massaged her legs with firm strokes up and down her legs. He didn't move up over her ass anymore, but his hands moved confidently, but unaggressively along the inside of her thighs. Soon Erica drifted back off in a reverie ...