Ariane wasn’t finished with Otto yet.

‘Wh-What? It’s over?’ Ariane looked at Otto a bit disappointed, ‘I’m feeling wonderful, thanks for that, but...’ She smirked, ‘You haven’t even massaged my legs yet.’

‘Oh, right! Sorry, I forgot,’ Otto scratched his head, ‘Uhm, how are we gonna do this?’

Ariane turned around, ‘Hmmn, let’s start with my feet.’ She scooted away from him and held out her foot over his crotch.

Otto took her foot in his hands and started to gently press down on her sole, causing her to sigh and let out a moan, ‘Is this good?’

‘Oh~, yes, keep going, mmmh~,’ Ariane nearly moaned like he was rubbing somewhere entirely different.

Once again, Otto was not sure why Ariane was enjoying the massage that much, her feet must’ve really ached.

After a minute, Ariane switched her foot for him to massage, moaning again as he put pressure on her sore foot.

‘Hmmn~, go higher, do my calves, please,’ Ariane smiled at him.

‘Sure, whatever you like,’ Otto nodded and slid his hands up higher, his strong fingers digging into her skin and muscles beneath.

‘Oooh~, I should do this more often, you don’t know how good this feels,’ Ariane cooed, enjoying his fingers on her calves. But she wanted his hands all over the rest of her too. After switching legs again to do her other calve, Araine smiled, ‘Just what my poor legs needed. Would you do my thighs too, they are really sore as well.’

The prospect of going past her dress let Otto pause for a moment, ‘Your thighs? Are you sure?’

‘Never been more sure of anything, I think your strong hands would do wonders there,’ Ariane smirked and scooted closer to him.

Otto’s hands slid up her leg further and under her dress as she came closer, he started to massage her shapely thigh. He had a strange expression on his face as he concentrated on doing a good job.

Ariane’s moans signalled that he did, ‘Mmmh~, so nice. Your hands are magical, Ser Otto.’ Her pussy was quickly growing moist under his touch and she fanned her cleavage as he massaged her thigh, ‘Phew~, is it getting hot here or what?’

‘Uhm, no, it’s not hot? In fact, there is quite a cool breeze coming from the west,’ Otto raised an eyebrow at her sudden ‘heat’, ‘Are you well?’

‘More than well, thanks to your hands,’ Ariane grinned and started to play with the string of her bodice, ‘Do you mind if I get more comfortable?’