Support her hips

John somehow managed to restrain his enthusiasm enough to walk calmly over to the damsel in distress rather than launching himself across the room. Standing behind her, he placed his hands carefully on her waist, supporting it. "Try now," he instructed.

Kate bent forward slowly, her firm ass pushing pleasantly into his groin as she did so. "Erragh. Oh, that feels good!" she exclaimed, "Ilyana, you were right; my trapezius feel so much better."

"Good! Keep going!" Ilyana encouraged.

She straightened and then bent forward once more. John felt his lap stir as her cheeks embraced it a second time. Quickly he stepped away. "Glad I could help," he said breathlessly.

"Yeah, thanks!" smiled Kate, innocently.

John felt his libido rising despite his reserve.