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A Massage for Renate

... slightly to meet my fingers as they again opened her thighs just a little more and revealed the damp pouch of her thong. This time I heard a distinct moan as she exhaled and her eyes were closed and there was a look of unmistakable ecstasy on her face. I knew now that I had her where I want her and it was time to get even bolder. "Have you ever had a breast massage?" I asked in a matter of fact way hoping not to alarm her. "No never, why?" she said "Well, it can be extremely de-stressing and very beneficial" I assured her maintaining my professional voice. "Really?" she said looking into my eyes. I know that my eyes are one of my strong points and I smiled back at her endearingly, looking deep into her soul, I am going to drill your pussy, I was thinking and tried to transmit the thought as it raced through my brain. "Oh I don't, I don't really....." her voice trailed away as I slipped the towel down over her breasts. Her nipples were firm and erect as I suspected they would be by now, I noticed her eyes were really glazed over as they slowly closed and her mouth, with her beautifully shaped lips, was opened to make way for an exotic intake of air as my hands cupped and lifted her breasts. I moved further up and sat on her thighs but carrying my weight mainly on my knees, placing my hands on her stomach. Pushing my hands up her stomach I slid forward until my groin made contact with her Venus mound and my hands reached and lifted her breasts. I intensified these sliding ...

... movements along her body with my groin moving all the time along her thighs and at the end of each stroke firmly pressing against her pussy with my groin and let my hands press between her breasts. After thoroughly massaging her abdomen and breasts I moved further up her body sitting on her hips with her Venus mound pressing up against the underside of my balls and with both hands I started to massage her breasts again drawing them up towards me and watching her nipples become erect. Her head was rolling from side to side, her breathing had become shallower and her moans were deeper and more guttural with the ecstasy I was inducing. As I brought my hands to the middle of her breasts I lift her nipples between my fingers and thumbs causing them to become more erect and her breathing to become a little more erratic. All the time I was using my thigh muscles to lift and lower and gently rock my groin backwards and forwards in a slow exotic rotating, simulated fuck movement. "Oh my God, Jesus, jeeeesus," she was saying as I moved the towel away to the sides of her body. Now all she had covering her was her little, pink thong. Her hands were firmly gripping the outsides of my thighs helping to pull me backwards and forwards. Moving again to the side of the bed I removed my Lycra shorts. I saw that she glanced at the bulge in the pouch of my G string. I reposition myself kneeling over her protruding mound and as I slowly lowered myself she lifted her vulva towards me. My cock, fully ...