As I got to the top of the stairs I looked to see where he was.“Hello” I called out.“In here, Miss.”He was in the master bedroom at the end of...the hall. They had lots of electronic gadgets in there and I was sure he had a question about one of them. I was hoping I would know what he was asking.As I entered the room I saw him standing with his back to me by the fireplace.“Do you know how to turn this on?”I wasn’t sure so I walked to where he was standing to see if I could figure it out.I began. They teach the “art of sensual massage”. Do you want to try it?’ ‘I suppose so. How much is it?’ Amit asked. ‘It’s 200 bucks per person and its here. Just in the neighborhood. They start tomorrow night. I’m going to call them. Shall I?’ Amit nodded.She called them and they said it was a small group. The idea was to have someone teach them how to give sensuous massages. They were both intrigued and figured that they could learn some techniques. They had a good sex life but what was the harm in. Little did I realise this was the night I would find out. It started out by using the bath paints, but for some reason this time I sat with my legs around Anneta's naked body. And I found my little hard on was getting very big and swollen. I had no hair then and the tip of my penis was wonderfully sensitive and erogenous, and knowing now if I had rubbed it 3 times then I would have come everywhere. I found that it had nestled into the split of her bum, and then she said; "Mm your pretty big. Tabb manie use bed par sidha litaya or khudd uski chut ke samne aa gaya or apni do ungli uski chut main daal kar usse mouth sex karne laga or uski sanse bhari hoti gayi or who madhosh ho kar chillane kagi or kahene lagi choo khajooo meri iss chut ko bahut tadpati hai ismein bahut khujali hoti hai aaj meri pyass bhuja doooo or yhe kahete who discharge ho gayi menie uska sara viray pi liya par apna mouth nahi hatya or shukk karta raha iisi tarhe who 4 bar discharge ho gaye tab jakar menie apna.