I’ve tried to get help, I really have, but apparently, there’s nothing anyone can do.’ ‘Oh, really?’ He laughed at my tone of disbelief, pl...nting a kiss on my forehead. ‘Of course, you could always take the bathrobe off. That might work.’ ‘Drew!’ He laughed again, covering my face with kisses now. My cheeks. My nose. My eyelids as they fluttered closed. ”Course, I’d be quite happy to take my bathrobe off, too.’ ‘We’re not doing this,’ I breathed again, less convincingly this time. ‘Oh, we are. I did some research and found a place that is very close to my house. I walked in and it was a house that they had rented and not very well adorned ambiance wise, but decent looking and value for money for the price. I inquired and got everything set and the masseur a middle aged man in his early 40’s.Usually as one would imagine, we get undressed and lie flat on the stomach wrapped in a Turkish towel. But to my surprise, I was asked to undress in front of the person and i was literally. We followed the instructions and I licked her cunt lips first to get all the juice off them and I got my first real taste of her juices. She already knew what they tasted like as she had licked her fingers while she masturbated. She had let me lick them a couple of times but her taste wasn’t very strong. The first lick was great. This time it was much stronger, she had already cum once and had made quite a bit of cunt juice so I got quite a bit on my tongue and lips. I continued to lick her up. " "Well now you know; a woman may not have a penis that people see, but you can sure bet that rock hard nipples in a warm room are almost always a giveaway." He looked again. I liked him looking at me and brushed my hands over my tits as I stood there, "Now get up and get me a drink, please." As he stood I could see his wonderful hard cock shaped against his pants. 'Oh, this is gonna take a lot of work, hard work' I thought. Robert left to get the drinks. I felt dizzy. Oh my god! I was like a.