She grabbed it, rubbing it on her nipples as her eyes rolled back into her head, my fingers reaching so deep into her. Juices leaked out, spilling dow... her ass to my bedspread, making a wet spot.“Finger my cunt, baby sister. Yes, yes, yes!”My eyes widened. “Yes, I’m your baby sister, big sis,” I moaned. “Oh, I am. I’m such a good baby sister. I want to please you.”I sucked hard on her clit and shoved a fourth finger into her hot, tight pussy.“Oh, you’re doing that,” Zoey gasped, writhing and. I immediately grabbed his head and checked for blood. Now, the only think that popped to my head was: mouth-to-mouth. I started the procedure and then realized that wouldn’t help. I let go of his lips and realized he was smiling.He got on his elbows with the smile still on his face and said: “I had always wonder what your mouth tasted like” with that said I said what was obvious and said: “did you taste it right or were you to passed out to taste anything?” with that I reached down and kissed. " It had been typed, but when it had been delivered with a dozen white and fuchsia gladiolas, I knew it was from one or the other of them. Maybe both. Also, It didn't say which hotel, so I assumed it would be the one place the 3 of us had rendezvoused several times before. The key attached to the note did not have a tag, and the only marking was the room number etched on the top of one side. So here I stood, proven correct in my assumptions about the location, yet still unconfirmed on the. Not much, but at least three or four years older. But here I am, lying nude in front of her with just a towel covering my private parts. What question could be more embarrassing than that? So she asked it."Do you give a lot of women massages? I mean....do a lot of women come in here to see you? Or I mean...am I the first?" April blushed. She was glad she was lying on her stomach. The masseuse gave a small laugh."Oh, no, beautiful, you aren't the first. But you are the best looking woman that's.