As she worked down again I felt lots of oil as her hands worked the oil into my chest. I have to admit to being self conscious of my small under devel...ped chest but even the way she massaged made it feel larger then it really is. She started on the outside rubbing around and around and working to the middle ending at the nipples. Oh my gosh, I had no idea how good this could feel and she seemed to massage there for a while, although I have to admit I didnt really want that feeling to stop. But. When it was removed he worked his way back down my leg with his hands and lips. I never knew how sensitive the spot behind my knee was, my hips started to rotate in the age-old dance of arousal. When he reached the apex of my thighs I felt his breath through the thin fabric but when I arched up for him to touch me he went to the other leg and repeated the business of removing that stocking. This time when he reached the apex he draped one of my legs over his shoulder, my foot resting on his. “How is Serena, by the way?” I asked. He put the two thoughts together and knew what I was inferring.He had the grace to look embarrassed. “She’s okay, I guess.”“I know you two aren’t together any more. She step out on you?”To his credit, he took the time to think about it.“I don’t think she did. We just drifted apart.”“How long until she had another man?” I asked.“A couple of months I think. I didn’t ask.”“Didn’t want to know?”He shook his head.“Residual feelings,” I sighed. “You have. She opened her mouth and gasped for deep breaths, letting out guttural moans of pleasure as I my pelvic bone crashed into hers. My testicles tightened and I shot my load deep inside of her.“Oh yeah!” she cried out. “I can feel it!”She closed her eyes and pulled her manicured fingernails across my shoulders, then across the back of my shoulders, as she wrapped her legs around my torso, shaking and trembling.“Oh God!” she cried out, my cum filling her pussy and spilling out on to the bed sheets..