When she had managed it, she tugged a little bit on herself until the leggings sat wrinkle-free like a second skin.She sat down and rode with outstret...hed palms over her horny legs, her little bare feet clumsily stretched out.When she had enough, she put on her heels again and stood up.She looked at herself in the mirror and was visibly satisfied with her look.Carefully she opened the narrow wooden door and stepped out into the small vestibule of the cabins.Slowly she walked up and down in. ‘Hello massage,’ she said, but in a clipped excited voice. Being different, it caught my attention. A couple of paces past her, I stopped and turned. ‘Thank you for stopping,’ she said, with a meek little smile, and the same little girl voice.What the hell, I thought, and went in for a massage. As I did so, I noticed a slim middle aged man of Scandinavian appearance, putting his shoes on outside.The girl looked mid-twenties, and of average build for a Thai lady, but much fuller breasted than. “You like that cum on you, huh?” Roy grunted. “Fuck yeah man! Let me see you shoot yours on me too! Come on Roy, Gimmie that load!” “Come on boy.” Our rugged buddy barked. “If he’s beggin’ for that fuckin’ load, give him the fuckin’ load!” “Here it comes, oh yeah!” Roy yelled and splattered cum all the way to my knees. The splash was wonderful for one shot didn’t finish before the next hot blast followed. By the time Roy was half finished, Larry warned of his incumming shot. Then the left side. Daydreams are easier because then they going along with it, but if I had to, yeah, I can put them under or even slap them into a bubble. If I do the bubble they'll know something happened because there is an unexplainable lapse in the stream, if you know what I mean." I think I do," I said. "If you keep them in dreams it's like diverting the stream around a rock or other obstruction, but if you put them in the bubble it cuts off the flow like a dam. Even though it starts up again, the mind will.