I can assure you that every muscle in your body will receive my attention. And, I assume you mean EVERY muscle, Sir?”“Yes, Michele, that would be ...xcellent.”I asked if he had massage oil (he did) and where there were towels and where he wanted the massage (the bed). I laid out the towels on the middle of the bed and walked to him. I pulled on the sash of his robe and it fell open. I walked into him, stepped up and kissed his mouth while pressing my body to his. I slipped my hands to his sides. We... talk.We talk about him, we talk about me. He talks about hiscareer as a high flying businessman making the money tosplurge on his beautiful lady.I talk about some career I'm supposed to have as a model- Idon't know where this comes from - but I talk about fashionshoots I've done in London, Paris, Milan, New York... now Iknow that's bullshit! And he knows it's bullshit!But the fact that it's bullshit doesn't come up!And I don't care! We're a young, high living couple!It's perfect! For him!. “She fucking is! What do you think?” The older man came forward, his greasy hair in his eyes. He reached down and grabbed his obvious bulge through his jeans and smiled. “I love fat tits man, and she’s got big fat tits!” He laughed. “So we gonna fuck her or look at her!” Said Phil as the older man stepped back. I could feel their eyes practically boring into every inch of my body and was scared of what was to happen next.The older man smiled. “Dance for us slag, like they do in the. I told her that, dunno but I wanted to kiss you. Do you like it, I asked her. I liked that, she spoke. My heart was beating quickly. I was thinking from so long to kiss your juicy lips. Do you want to try more? I have a lot of things in my mind to do now with you, I said.She said but you are my best friend, how can we have sex. What happens if anyone knows about this, she asked. No one will know about this, I assured her. She lowered her head looking down and I got her signal to proceed. I.