I'm here to help. Take her into my bathroom."Steven half-carried me; I could barely move my legs, and I was sobbing so hard I could barely breathe. I ...aw a bathroom, and Steven carried me to the toilet, shut the lid and eased me down.Louise said, "We need to get her dress off -- it's covered. Steven, out."Janet said firmly, "No! It's all right, Mom. He's a gentleman and he's done this before." Okay. Unzip, unbutton. Pick her up a little so I can get it from under her butt."I felt Steven's hands. ‘That sounds about right to me.’ confirmed Nikki,’The next guy should already be waiting outside so could you send him in, we’ve a lot of work to do. ‘ ‘No problem,’ replied Simon’See you in a bit. ‘ ‘Ok, See you later, don’t be late.’ By this time Carla euphoria had subsided. However the tingling was still there. She realized that the wandering digits of her masseur were still brushing and caressing her pussy. Her horniness was refusing to go away, not that she was complaining mind. She was so. I hefted my trusty camera from its place amongst the junk on my dresser and powered it on while slipping into my shoes. An unusual message filled the display.Would you like to change your life?The message was impossible. There wasn’t anything on my camera able to generate a message like this. No apps, no internet…no way. But more than the impossibility of it, the question itself stuck out to me.Wouldn’t anyone, if they were in my shoes?Still, I selected “no.” Whatever strange force—and yes, I. Your lips just beg to be kissed while your face is utter perfection. Those legs are elegant and perfect.”I proceeded to take off her bikini top and free her breasts. “Those small breasts and succulent nipples just beg to be caressed, fondled, pinched and sucked.”Her face turns red as I proceed to match my words with the appropriate actions to emphasis my words. Soon she is writhing in place as I toy with her luscious baubles.Slipping my hand in her bikini bottoms, I proceed to finger her now.