The straps fell down her arm and she quickly removed it and stood with her hands on her side. He ran his fingers over his dry lips. Her breasts were f...rm and perky. Her pink areolas surrounded her pink eraser sized nipples, which were erect. Freckles were splattered all over her pale chest.“And now your panties.”She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties. He was pleasantly surprised they were not thongs. For some reason he had never thought thongs were as sexy as the rest of the. Kloe left to exit the leisure centre and walk home – it was at this point the next few days started to take an unexpected change. As she left she saw an advert on the leisure centre door – 2 massages for the price of 1. Sports massage and muscle pain was listed – maybe this was the chance to make the final?!She asked at reception and was told it was a new masseuse that had just taken a space in the leisure centre – it was an introductory offer but if she wanted some there was still space. She. “Why?”“Because…” she bit her lip, and looked over my shoulder to check that we were alone. We were. “I just wanted to say goodbye to you properly.” There was a seemingly deliberate tone of innocence in her voice. We kissed, except through no fault of my own, she felt my rapidly rising cock, using the palm of her hand to discover it’s length and it’s thickness.She pulled away, a knowing smile on her face, before turning to the open doorway of the poolside toilets and leading me in. I liked where. I was stunned, but somehow intrigued. She took me to a massage parlor in the back rooms of Factory O and locked the door. Still wet, she pushed my slippery body onto the vinyl massage bed. Kneeling down on the ground, she spread my legs and buried her face in my pussy, hungrily eating it, lapping my lips and sucking my juices. After she got me hot and bothered, sucking my clit, she came up for air and sat down next to me on the bed, facing me. "Look, my cunt is throbbing," she said, opening her.