This day everything was right, she had been working hard and told me her shoulders were hurting, which has always been my que to give her a massage, w...ich feels so good to me, I started massaging her in the chair and she said can I lay on the floor, I said sure. I removed some body lotion from the bathroom so the moving of my hand would be easy over her body. I started massaging her back and arms, slowly going down her gorgeous legs, and in between her thighs, I was so horny while doing this I. "I want you, Jack," I moan. "Did you lock the door?" "Yea." I pull his shirt from his waistband and work on unbuttoning his shirt then I slide it off. I run my fingers down his chest. Flicking his nipple with my tongue, I undo his pants. I slide my hand down his boxers and find his cock. I move my hand up and down his hard length. "Nicole," He moans and kisses my mouth, hard. I push his boxers down to his ankles, get off his lap, push his chair back a little and take his hard cock into my. I was in heaven! I groaned, "Sandy! Dear Kitten!" as I felt her pick up the pace. When I tweaked a nipple, it drove her into a frenzy and a shuddering climax, which triggered my own release.We luxuriated in the afterglow, whispering, "I love you" to each other, over and over. Finally, Sandy asked me, "How long do you think you'll be staying?" I was told that I won't be able to use the machine after next Tuesday; they have promised the time starting Wednesday night to another customer. I'm not. That was fine withher, she had been dying for news of the evening's activities.The results were exceptional, but then Margaret was exceptional. Themen loved and trusted her, she had a strong will and a potent sexualimagination. The combination was devastatingly effective.Hearing how the men had dressed and behaved caused her own juices toflow. She stuck a manicured hand under the hem of her pleated skirt andbegan to play with herself.Margaret had told them that starting the following week, all.