This was a Goddess who was paying me no heed. She sat down and began her session. Beginning with the curve of her breasts, encased as they were in the...satiny smooth brassiere, she gently caressed and kneaded the flesh.  Slowly, her right hand moved downward across her stomach and rested on the warmth of her sex. Her left hand continued caressing her body while the right began a slow, circular motion… I was unable to control my arousal as my cock began to harden beneath my robe. I couldn’t take. She carried them to the kitchen where she put them into a plastic trash bag before tossing them into the trash can.After taking a deep breath, she stepped into the living room cringing in expectation of a continuation of his verbal assault. Instead of facing a furious monster, she found him curled into the fetal position on the love seat. He was sleeping. Rather than wake him, she headed to the bedroom to get clean and put on some clothes. She stumbled past the closet without grabbing any. "Before my college girlfriend taught me how to go down on a woman. I was 18, and a high-school senior. This beautiful stunning blonde girl asked me to a 1950s greaser dance in our school gym. At first, I wasn't really interested. I figured she wasn't really interested in this nerdy kid with glasses who was always studying. "I wish I'd known you back then, Dan," Roxanna interrupted. "I happened to like nerdy kids with glasses back then. Maybe because I was one!" "Well," Dan continued, "she. "Are you going to make yourself cum?" She asked me."I will if you will," I answered, tickling downward to my butthole and back up. Her eyes followed the path of my fingers. She leaned back, pushing her crotch forward towards the front edge of the hot tub where the jets were, rotating slowly. I imagined the bubbles massaging her labia, their fleshy petals flittering in the current. "How does it feel?" I asked."Really good," she said, her breath clipping the words off with a small gasp of.