My sweetheart was soon whimpering with pleasure. My right hand now free, I let it roam south, across her taut belly and on to her panties. I traced t...e design of the pattern with my fingers, rubbing the soft down at her junction from outside. She shifted her hips, signaling a need for more direct stimulation. But I’m a tease; I gently stroked everywhere except where she needed it most, causing her to groan in frustration until she finally said, “Please, Britt, please!” I knelt between her. The beautiful girl however said.“Thank you so much, stranger. that was quite amazing how you dealt with those slope bullies. Can I say thank you and invite you to a cup of coffee or hot chocolate maybe?”“Oh no problem, Ma’am. They weren’t very pleasant. I would gladly say yes to a cup of Coffee but at those prices here. I rather not accept it.”“No worries. I would like to very much.”She was drop-dead gorgeous, not even Cara could compete with that girl and she was perhaps his age and friendly. He did not appear in a hurry to talk about meeting for oral sex. Carl said he worked as a masseur at a local health spa. I noted that his hands were large, and he had strong forearms. He said was thirty-eight, but I was thinking, "He looks in his twenties." Carl talked about his career, telling funny stories about giving massages. Some of Carl's clients expected their manipulation to finish by Carl applying oil to their dicks, stroking them off to completion. Carl had an occupation to give hand. She writhed for several minutes and then settled a little. Dan wasn't sure, but he thought she might have come in her sleep.He reached out and stroked her thigh. A smile came to her face and Lisa's eyes blinked open. For a second she looked at Dan without really seeing him, but then awareness returned. "You were making noises," Dan said. "I wanted to make sure you weren't hurting too much, but I guess you're OK."A dreamy look came across Lisa's face. "I was just having the most wonderful dream.