The Massage

Taylor clutches your arm more tightly for a moment, thinking. Finally, she whispers, "I imagine I'll be feeling pain more often, but I'll go with the massage."

Interesting. You wonder how that will interact with Amanda's choice to remain still.

You watch Taylor crawl into the backseat. Her large boobs hang and bounce as she attempts it. As she gets over the hump, her ass is right beside your face and you give it a smack. She BARKS, then barks again as electricity courses through her body, starting at her neck. As her shaking and whimpering continues, you gently rub her thick ass, letting the smooth, juicy skin partially envelope your hand.

Finally, Taylor relaxes and shoots you a withering glare, to which you respond with a wry grin. Sighing, she finishes crossing to the back and starts to lay down across the back seats. Meanwhile Amanda animates, actual standing up to allow Taylor to lay her body down flat, which makes Taylor's fat tits settle against her body and sides.

For a moment, you fear that Amanda will be able to leave. Maybe her inability to move was just cancelled and she'll pull Taylor away while massaging her?

Before you do anything, you notice a totally blank look on Amanda's face. Drool drips down from her mouth, though not much, because she can't **** herself to use any of the muscles in her face or head. She starts to work Taylor's muscles, kneading the flesh, and Taylor sighs, her whole body finally relaxing.

You notice that Amanda doesn't move a single part of herself that she doesn't have to, and realize what's happening. She's remaining frozen still as much as possible, but she's also giving a massage. Once the massage is done, she should just completely stop moving again, you hope. And it doesn't seem like she can make an escape, she's moving exactly enough to give Taylor her massage.

As you think about that, Amanda straddles Taylor, resting her weight on Taylor's thighs. With her face still completely slack, Amanda reaches out and starts to knead Taylor's chest. Taylor moans softly, leaning into it. Amanda's hands slide over Taylor's boobs, then stop with her palms resting on Taylor's erect nipples.

You hear Taylor take a sharp intake of breath, and then see Amanda really get to work. Her hands slowly rub against Taylor's tits in small circles, pushing down. Every second of motion drags Amanda's palms against Taylor's nipples and areolas. Rhythmically, Amanda squeezes and caresses Taylor's boobs, eliciting gasp after gasp from Taylor.

Finally, one of Amanda's hands slides up from its place on Taylor's boob. Taylor whimpers, but sighs in ecstasy when the hand finds purchase at the base of her neck and shoulder and starts to work its magic there.

Taylor lets out a long sigh, her face in a state of relaxed bliss and slight arousal. Amanda continues her hand motions, but shifts slightly so that she can very lightly and slowly rub Taylor's labia with her calf.

Taylor's eyes fly open and she gasps, twitching for a moment, but she ultimately lies back down and moans, slightly raising her hips to meet Amanda's calf while nuzzling her head against the arm that's working its magic on her neck.

You watch, wondering if you should ask them something before heading out, or if you should have them take care of your already burgeoning erection. Then again, you could always save it for your next stop and just savor the sounds from the backseat while you drive.

The keys twirl in your hands, and you glance between the ignition and the girls, coming to a decision.