She was looking completely different woman than what I had seen her before going inside room. She had her nicely tied but now it was fully opened & sc...ttered. Buttons of gown were opened. Her cleavage were clearly seen. Her eyes were looking like burning fire. She was moving tongue on lips. I forgot that I was nude. But she saw me nude.“ vinod, kya huaa, eise nange kyo ghum rahe ho ?”And I replied that I am unable to cool my cock down..I said that it is so tight and remaining erect that I am. In dem Paket befand sich eine halb durchsichtige braune Bluse und ein superkurzer schwarzer Minirock. Außerdem waren noch schwarze Seidenunterwäsche, extrem hochhackige Schuhe und ein Foto in dem Paket.Das Foto zeigte wie sie sich zurechtmachen musste. Die Bluse durfte nur so weit zugeknöpft sein, dass sie so gerade ihre Brüste bedeckte. Außerdem musste sie ihre Schultern frei haben, was bedeute, dass sie die Bluse über die Schultern nach unten ziehen musste. Ihre Haare mussten auch verändert. The tension increased and after a few moments Irene lifted her mouth off of my tingling cockhead just long enough to bend over enough to softly kill Marie on the mouth. After only a moment's hesitation, their mouths intertwined and they kissed deeply and increasingly passionately. After a minute or two, Irene's mouth returned to my cock, but she still refused to let me cum just yet.Marie was now as close to us as she could possibly get without actually touching up. In fact I could now feel her. Let’s go nude and no sheet. and since I most likely won’t be back, I’ve always wanted the masseuse to be topless, just a fantasy whim, but if you’d be uncomfortable, stay clothed. She placed a sheet on the table, and I laid face down. I felt some warm oil being applied to my neck and back, then rubbed in. The motion of her hands and the firmness of her touch, told me she was not just a woman who rubs the body, but a trained massage ther****t. She worked each muscle group, kneading my back and.