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I was now massaging both breasts. I felt as though I was in some sort of sexual trance by her massive melons. She continued to look off to the side with her eyes closed but looked like she was enjoying it. I began to get bolder. I took my left hand again and decided to gently tweak her right nipple. This caused her to jump a tiny bit but also let out a sexual sigh. I could tell she was still having second thoughts about the situation at hand but was still going through with it. And I was enjoying every last moment I could in case she decided to stop.

“Could you…” I motioned for her to take her robe the rest of the way off. “I will but you have to promise me you’ll stick to only this area.” She gestured to her well-endowed chest. I felt cheated but then I had to remember how far I had gotten with her this day. “Understood” I quietly responded. She stood up and took her robe the rest of the way off. I was sitting about mid-level to her hips getting a good look at her downstairs, which was groomed of any hair. For a woman who dressed so conservatively, she certainly trimmed herself as though she was going to a nude beach. I so badly wanted to touch myself but that might turn her off and completely ruin the situation. She sat back down and then I asked “Could I massage them reaching around from the back?”