“Should I grab the massage oil?”
I nod
She gives me a kiss, promising she will be “back in a sec” as she goes to her bedroom to retrieve the massage oil.
As she returns from retiecing her sensual massage oil from her bedside table, she also finds her fingers also wrapped around a crystal clear glass dildo, grabbed almost compulsively. “Oh Dear” she exclaims in a moment of embarrassment as I see what she has returned with. “How did that end up out here?” She asked me jokingly.
“I see what your habits are with that oil” I said as I winked. “It’s okay though, maybe we can find some use for that later”
She lets me know that she needs a thorough massage. She jokingly asks if my dick will be able to handle it if she takes her top off and then reaches down and pulls it off, revealing her incredible sun-kissed breasts. “go ahead and grab them, you know you want to”. She climbs onto me on the couch, straddling me and holding her big tits in my face. I trace my tongue around her areola, spelling out names across her breasts, feeling her shake as I get closer and closer to her nipple. She moans and tells me that she has never felt sexier. I run my hands up her thighs; over her thick intoxicating ass; reaching her breasts; squeezing them; pinching her nipples; all the while imagining sending her body into overdrive with mine. I let her go, telling her it was time for her massage, laying her down prone on the floor.
She asked to be lathered with oil and to have “every inch of my body rubbed down”. I meticulously worked my way down her back, massaging any tension away, then I asked her
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