She had not dried herself very well, so I patted her dry.I knew that it was now time to start massaging her back. I found the Satsuma-scentedmassage o...l and put some in my hands to warm it up. Then, I began to massageher back from the neck down. I kneaded her shoulders, worked my way down herback to her waist. From past experience (lots of it!) I knew that I had tooil her butt and legs and massage them too. A plain back massage would justput her to sleep, not that she would mind. Massaging her. "You know what to do," she said almost angrily. I buried my face in her body. I had to balance against her as I used my hands to open the hood surrounding her clit. I sucked it between my lips. It was long enough to fit between them which was a little unusual. My clit was no more than a pea, it would never have done that.She moaned and rocked moving my head while I tried to stay in contract with her clit. "Put your finger inside me," she demanded." She liked being in charge there was no doubt. Like a k**, i grabbed his cell and slung it across the room. He didnt say anything, but the look on his face, i thought i was about to get throttled, but out of no where he jumps up and grabs my throat, he rips off my pj's, and with out a word i see him spit on his dick. I couldnt even control my own body, (and im a big girl), he twirled me around and slammed the angry dick in my ass, thats right no warm up just hard dick pushed in my ass at warp speed, i tried to stand up and he pushed my. “That’s what ‘massage’ means on the internet, dickwad.” Oh. Oh!!!! “So, are you going to the party tonight? What can you tell me about what I’m expected to do?” I decided it was time to nuzzle his crotch and lick the bulge in his underwear. Good decision, if I do say so myself. “Yeah, I’m going” he replied. “Have you been to an underwear party before?” “Sure,” I told him. “My crowd has one about every four or five weeks. They are fun.” “So, what happens?” Brad was leading me somewhere. “Well,.