1. The Gift of a Massage


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

    of pleasure. Any thoughts of discomfort or impropriety disappeared as Henry's hands worked her legs and feet with the warm, smooth oil. When Henry's fingers firmly brushed the lips of her pussy, Erica's body won out over her brain again, and her hips rose to meet the gentle pressure, and her knees moved almost imperceptibly farther apart, and then his hands were moving back down her legs again, like nothing had happened. "What is going on?" Erica thought through her pleasure high. She could feel the bl**d pounding in her head, making her ears ring from the effort of pumping bl**d to her pussy fast enough to keep up with the pleasure she was finding herself immersed in. Before long, Henry's fingers were sliding, wet and slick between Erica's pussy lips on his circuit with his hands up her thighs to the limit and over her ass. Erica's legs, of their own volition had moved apart wide enough to give Henry easier access. By the time he stopped, Erica was ready to explode both in her head and her dripping pussy. With one hand, Henry gently lifted on her hip to direct her to turn onto her back. Complying reluctantly with her eyes closed, Erica flipped over on the table giving Henry a view of her round, soft, natural 36 D breasts, her nipples were dark and erect, the tips popping out like a turkey timer. She looked down at herself briefly and thought "That's appropriate, because I'm just about done." "Um.." she started. "My husband is in the next room. I'm married. I think maybe ...
    that's enough." She was saying it, but didn't believe it. What am I doing? she thought. My husband is right there and I shouldn't be doing this. She had felt close to climaxing moments ago as Henry just rubbed her back. "Yes miss. But, your husband paid me and said to make sure to give you the best treatment I can. He even included a tip in advance." "Yes. I'm sure he did, but I'm sure he didn't expect all this." Her erect nipples, flushed face and dripping pussy betrayed her feelings, no matter what words came out of her mouth. "Well, miss, he was clear that he wanted you to...have as much pleasure as you could get. And we are very open about the services we offer. He left no doubt what he wanted for you." While he talked, Henry had started gently but firmly rubbing her shoulders and neck. "Are you serious?" Erica's head was swimming. She was trying to act rational, but her ears hadn't stopped ringing and she was still very aroused, and corny as it sounded, she could swear that a river was gushing from her pussy. "I don't know..." but Henry's big hands were already chipping away at her resolve. The warm oil helping them slide over her breasts, her large, soft, natural hot breasts. "Oooh, um..." she stammered, her eyes closing and her back arching. Henry stopped for a moment and Erica heard a rustle as his pants dropped. When she opened her eyes, he was removing his shirt, his pants and underwear already on the floor. She was proud that she didn't show much of a reaction to his ...
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