"Your wish is my command."

I walk up to her waist and kneel down aside her.

Now, my face up to the height of her crotch, I can see the shimmering flesh of her pussy through the thin fabric of that white thong. So close to that sweet entrance of lust, my cock starts to throb. And as I remember the last night she rode me, I feel some pre-cum oozing out of my tip.

“What are you waiting for, honey?”

Her calm but impatient voice gets me back from my memories. I pour some oil on my palm and start to rub it softly over her thigh.

“Are you good with that?” I ask her silently.

“Mmmmmhhhhh…” was the only answer I got. So I start a softly massage. Finishing her outer thigh, my hand moves inside her thigh. To my surprise, she opens her legs to grand me better access by bending the knee of her other leg outside.

My smile becomes brighter with that great view between her legs. Fist time I notice how flimsy her thong is. The triangle covers just her labia. And the gusset, that vanishes to the backside, has not decided if or if not to slide between her pussy lips.

The studies of her I made in the time we met, shows me that she seems to be a sensual women who will be pampered a bit.

With this in mind, I massage the tan-oil soft and slow into her silky skin. Starting up her knee my hands move up and down simultaneously on the in- and outside of her thighs.

With this moves my one hand comes always closer to her covered pussy.

Reaching this point, I grab her leg under the knee to stand it on her foot. The view to her pussy improves, To my surprise I notice a wet spot on the fabric. “So I am right...” I think to myself. “Maybe the thing we did tonight will repeat after all...” My cocks throbs again by the thought and sight.

By seeing the wet spot, I notice that the white becomes nearly transparent when it gets wet…

Pouring a bit too much of tan-oil onto her inner thigh, I watch it run down her thigh, getting soaked up by her thong…

And yes, the fabric becomes nearly clear there. Another wet spot… Yeah!

By all this treatment, Millie had still closed her eyes. Only her breath has become a bit faster and sometimes goosebumps appeared on her skin.

After I have finished the bottom of her thighs I put her legs down again. Massaging her thigh again, my forefinger 'accidentally' brushes her pussy. I hear her taking deep breath but nothing else happens.

So I move around to the other side of the lounger. Her leg, she moved before is still in the perfect position to continue.

“Honey, you are doing fine… I wish your dad would do this to me from time to time...” She purrs, with still her eyes closed. Looking over her tits shows me that her nipples are rock hard and pointing to the sky like they will burst.

With my raging boner I start doing the same things with her other leg. This brings me to her covered pussy again. The decision to use more oil than necessary has made the fabric more transparent. I don't know if it is only from the oil or maybe from something else…

But nevertheless... I have the sight to the beautifulest camel toe I ever could have imagined in my fantasies.

“Time to spice things up... I want to see this pussy...” with this thoughts I oil up her hips. Doing it a bit 'clumsy' I remain hanging on the strings of her thong. By removing my hand a bit fast the well oiled fabric of her thong slides inside Millie’s pussy lips.

I get a hissing sound from her as this happens. I freeze immediately and look at her face.