The truth

You think about trying to talk around an answer, but Debbie seems like the type who'd rather you give it to her straight, no bull-shit.

"I think they look fantastic too. To be blunt, I struggled to look you in the eye in the waiting room and I've been trying to peak at them the entire time I've been massaging you. I hope you're not offended by my honesty."

"Ha Ha!" "I love the honesty! I think that's fuckin' great! Well, you might as well take a better look then." She pulls the sheet off her chest and you're welcomed by the site of her magnificent globes standing up. They look perfectly symmetrical. Swollen, rose-colored nipples were surrounded by her puffy, pink areola. "You want to feel them? Go ahead. I love having my titties felt, it gets me off."

You move your hands down, cupping her mounds, palm brushing against her nipples. You begin lightly running your finger-tips along the sides, sending shivers across Debbie's body, moans of pleasure escaping her lips. Emboldened by her response, you knead and stroke her aching breasts, feeling the weight of them in your hands.

"Oh yeah, David. That's nice. You know, seeing you're filling in for Missy, I think you should suck my nipples like she does, too, don't you?"

"Who am I to argue?" Pushing her creamy, naked breasts together, you lean forward and capture her with you lips, flicking your tongue over her delectable, quivering nipples. Picturing Missy doing this to Debbie makes your rapidly growing erection engorge to its full size and you make a mental note to "accidently" peek in during their next massage together. You give equal time to each protruding bud, moving back and forth between them. Debbie has stopped talking, the only sounds she makes is her shallow panting and guttural moans as she begins to near her climax.

"Unhh....Unhh....Unhh....Yes....just....like....that....don't....stop..." "Unhh.....Unhh....Unhh....Ooooooh....Oooooh...YES.....Eiyyyyyeeeee!" Debbie pulls your face between her tits, smothering you, as her body shudders uncontrollably in completion. When the final waves of pleasure subside, she releases you, letting you come up for air.

"Wow, Missy was right, you really did take care of me." She sits up on the bed and pulls you in for a deep, intoxicating kiss. Her hand drifts between your legs and strokes your aching shaft through your pants. Withdrawing from your lips, she looks up into your eyes and gives your loins an extra squeeze. "I'd really like to help you out with this on our own time." Walking over to her purse, she pulls out a business card and hands it to you. "That number is my work cell phone, no one else gets the calls but me. When you're ready to finish what we started here today, give me a call. And don't make me wait for three days or any dumb shit like that." she says smiling and giving you a playful shove.

"I wouldn't think of making you wait." you say as you lean down and give one more long, sensuous lick across her nipple. You exit the room while trying to adjust the throbbing erection in your pants.