A wonderful massage that, as also predicted by Olivia, he would never forget.That massage began with him being stripped of all his clothes in a softly...lit room as Greta and Heidi, now also completely naked, stood with the naked masseuse beside the massage bed. Olivia also came in and took off her clothes too so she could be part of the proceedings. Bjorn found himself naked and alone with four naked and very good looking young women. Needless to say his dick did the usual thing in such. She would lean forward, remove the towel and flick her damp hair back like they do in the adverts. I would have stripped in record time, and we would passionately make out, her slick body rubbing against mine. Her tits would rub against my chest, my hard dick nestled between the folds of her pussy as she slid back and forth along the length of my dick, her juices coating my dick.I walked backwards, and she pushed me onto the bed, a wicked smile on her lips. Shoving the clothes aside, she. “I think a good spanking fits the bill.” The words hung in the air a few seconds, before sucking the breath from his lungs. “Now drop those pants and get over here.” Her last sentence was lower in tone but still crystal clear, the words sharp-edged and stern.As if his body was trapped in a cocoon of molasses, he struggled to move. His hands, without conscious thought, struggled at his belt, the muscles weak, limbs heavy, fingers thick and uncooperative. He felt cooler air touch the skin on his. "Kelly sent the required information and cut the connection."Thank you, Regina," Kelly said. "I would have said something regretable. You have the clout to back it up."Regina nodded and called Nancy on the com link."Nancy, in a few minutes you are getting a call for me from a Lieutenant Lester Boron of the Capitallian Marshal's Service. I need you to get Ned Saunders on the line, too." I've got one better, Senator," Nancy smiled on-screen. "Deputy Director Robin Tyson, Office of Military.