. That voice. ‘So, whatever shall we do while we wait?’ She smiled and hinted. He Put his hands behind his head. A smirk appeared. ‘Surprise me....�� Robynn accepted the playful reply and slowly made her way onto the mattress showing off all of her curves in the most seductive way. Carefully she positioned herself between his legs and smiled before sliding the van side door shut. She ran her hands up his legs. ‘It must be soooooo uncomfortable having to wear these baggy pants.’ She pouted. ‘Poor. Angique was a tall, slender woman. Her pale skin contrasted with the pitch-black cloud of her bob style hair. Thick eyebrows hid behind bangs. Her eyes were green, shaded by long, dark lashes. A straight nose pointed down to a generous mouth, painted in gothic purple. She loved dramatic contrasts — like the whiteness of her exposed throat and chest against the black leather of her corset. She also loved its severe tightness, pressing her tits into a provocative cleavage — the hips flaring out. ?Whatever you wish, Miss Christina.? Being allowed to give her a body massage is not an every day happening. She usually only ‘asks’ for one or at most two a week, and usually only on the weekends. But it had been a very trying day for her at work and she needed more tension to be kneaded out this night. I pulled back her chair for her to rise and she walked over to the edge of the bed where I helped her to remove her robe. As always her perfect nudity transfixed me and I stood. She was sobbing as she held my cum in her mouth before I told her “swallow”. She swallowed, a momentous moment, signalling the end of her final act of service to me. She was no longer of any use to me. The deal was done. Unclipping her chain, I raised her gently to her feet, and embraced my loving girlfriend in a long hug, her squeezing me tight back. I focused on the moment, feeling her living, real, naked body pressed against mine. Two humans defined by the fate of their birth, pressed.