She's relaxing

Her face is a bit tensed and she bites her lower lips.
But her eyes are still closed.
I oil my hands and continue with her tummy. Millie exhales and the tenderness leaves her.

“Lucky bastard… again…!” I think with a grin as my hand caress her tummy softly.

My eyes move down to the fabric between her lower lips.

“Could that be?” I am a bit surprised as I notice that the fabric is deeper inside.

And then I see it with my own eyes…
I continue my massage – my hands move now up to the lower edge of her breasts – she rubs her legs together and the thong vanishes more and more. After all of the fabric is vanished she slowly opens her legs a bit.
I notice that the wet transparent thong now clings tightly to her soft pink flesh.
And her perky clit is pressing clearly visible against the transparent fabric.

Softly rubbing the bottom of her breasts with my oiled up hands make her noticeable exhale again.
I feel her body relaxing more and more by my touch. My hands move down again…

Moving to her hips and with every move of my massaging hands I let the gusset of her thong slide parts of inches through her slit and over her clit.
Still moving my eyes between her face and her pussy shows me that she bites her lips and her eyelids are flapping.

“Are you ok, Millie?” My voice softly hits her.

“Mmmmhhhmmmm… yes…”

It’s more a moan than an answer.

Now more encouraged by her reaction, my massaging hands pulls more and more on the strings.
Lowering the strings over her hips aren’t that easy…
I start to sweat, but then, half the way down, I must have been that clumsy, she suddenly spoke.

“Matt, honey… If you think these lines should be prevented too, say it.”

Surprised I look to her face. Her eyes are still closed. I decide to answer bravely.

“Yes, Millie. Every line is disturbing the picture of that awesome tanned body of yours.”

She opens her eyes and smiles. Then she takes my hand and kisses it.

“Ok.”
That’s the only thing she says and release my hand. She lifts her legs and I grab the strings of the thong and pull it down.
The gusset clings a bit to the pussy lips. So I put my finger between her crack and the gusset to pull it out of her slit. By that move I use the second knuckle of my middle finger to run it through Millie’s slit.

This time I only hear a soft moan.

I look at the thong which comes slowly out of her wet slit accompanied by her soft and silent moans. As it is freed I pull it over her lifted legs and throw it away.
She lowers her legs and place them so to the edges of the lounger that everyone who would pass her can have a good look at her pussy.

And she knows that there is only me with her. This make my cock throbbing...

She purrs again as I pour some oil onto her tummy. This time I move down over her labia.
Looking in her face shows me she is still biting her lips.

“Is that the massage you have imagined?” I ask with a smile as I raise the pressure onto her labia.