Up to this point though you had tried nothing and I was starting to get a little frustrated. So eventually I worked the conversation around to massage...and kept hinting about how sore my back muscles were. Eventually you finally got the message and suggested giving me a massage. It was so cute when you warned me that you were new to all this and not to blame you if you hurt me in any way. I smiled sweetly to myself but said nothing.Your hands were so gentle and felt so damn good on me that I. Trailing his lips along my neck once more as his hands slowly push my tiny pyjama shorts down over my bum and finally my legs where they slide to the floor quickly, leaving me in just my bra.“Ahh, fuck no panties, Beth, are you trying to give me a heart attack?” he says with a groan of satisfaction, making me giggle slightly before I moan as I feel his finger slide its way along my now soaking pussy lips. “Ahhh fuck you're soaking, seems I’m not the only one who wanted this to happen hey?” he. Once she reached the hallway she began to wonder what she might witness within the room she had been assigned. She stepped slowly with great care not to tip the contents of the tray as she made her way to the end of the hall and stood outside room D. She breathed a sigh of relief when she found the door open and was glad to only have to step through the heavy velvet curtains at the entrance to the room. She shifted the weight of the tray onto one arm and leaned it against the wall so that she. He slides his finger slowly inside the heat of her womanhood feeling her clutching herself tightly around his finger as he does. Slowly he works her body, whispering softly to her as he does, telling her what he wants from her. She moans uncontrollably, whimpering wanting so desperately to give him what he asks for, knowing how very close she is. He slides his finger in and out of her faster, the thumb of his other hand working her clit as her hips bounce wildly on his hand. “Give it to me.