I Never Could Resist a Nice Butt

"Do you mind if I move the towel a moment? I want to massage your glutes." When Rachel responded her voice was sultry and relaxed. "Sure, if that's what you want." As I slid the towel down I had to resist the urge to respond with "very much." Instead I looked down at a lovely, tight joggers butt practically begging me to shove my face into it. But instead I oiled up my hands and set to work. Her ass felt magnificent under my fingertips and as I rubbed the twin globes of her butt I gently spread them as well.

Her asshole was perfect. A tight, slightly darker ring with a slight oval shape in the deep valley of her butt. It was just above her pussy which was trimmed and lovely as well but for the moment her asshole had my full attention. My fingers worked and kneaded her flesh causing her asshole to stretch just enough to wink open and closed. "How does that feel?" I asked. "Don't stop." Was all she softly breathed in a voice filled with enough desire to make me shiver.