He must be in his mid twenties or something. Blonde hair, Norwegian accent, very soothing voice. This guy seemed to have come genetically equipped to ...e a masseur. He’s wearing a maroon shirt and black shorts. Some sort of uniform at this spa. I pull off my tee shirt and track pants, and notice the look in his eyes. It is very satisfying to see a boy-toy lust after your body, especially when you reach my age. I tell him to do me from head to toe using sweet almond oil, hoping he understands. Was all this going to be just abandoned, when I finally took the Wrong Place out to sea? I couldn’t keep paying all the workers unless they were doing something that brought money back in. I could probably get Erna or someone else to manage it for me, but only if we had paid work for them to do. Otherwise, I’d have to shut it down, let all the workers go, and just keep on a couple of guards to keep everything there from wandering off.I had my team of advisors thinking about ways for the. It worked and they never got soft after. They introduced themselves as Steven and Frank. Jan made sure she sat across from them as we all had coffee and cup cakes for breakfast. You could see that they were eyeing Jan up and down but not trying to let on that they were looking. It was kind of funny watching them. Jan would every once in a while adjust her self on the stool were she sat. Enough to get there attention, but not showing her pussy. While every thing was going just the way Jan wanted. I feel both his hands on my butt, then I feel him spread my butt cheeks apart. My heart pounded and my I started shaking. He said to relax, you're going to like this. I rest my head on the cushion and take a deep breath. I feel something wet running up my butt crack, from my balls to the top of my butt, then back down. I jumped when he reached my butt hole. He licked my hole for a few seconds before he stroked my now painfully hard dick. His hand felt good as he slowly stroked it. He told me to.
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