MassageWe stayed by the sea for four whole idyllic weeks, soon settling into a regular pattern of sex, sunbathing, more sex and massage. Daddy had rig...ed up a massage table in the tiny chalet dining room – downy blankets covering the hard table top with a large cylindrical cushion to slide under our hips. Whatever we had been doing during the day – sunbathing and sex, visiting beautiful countryside and sex or just staying in bed, eight PM was massage time. Lizzie and I took it in turn to strip. “Straddle my head. I'm going to eat you, and it's going to feel great. But despite that, you got to keep blowing me.”“Yes, Master,” she said, her eyes brightening. There was a liquid passion swirling around in her dark depths. She flowed to me, her skirts swirling around her legs. She straddled my head. I stared up between her thighs. Her dusky flesh led up to this dark shadow hiding that virgin twat. I loved the sight of her. She slipped down to the floor. Her skirt fell around my head, the. She cried out in pleasure rubbing it's head with both of her hands. One tentacle rubbed her swelled clit, another was in her pussy, another was under the G-string and rubbed her ass-hole, and the last one slid around on her belly. It's hands sqeezed her shapely thighs. She moaned like she never moaned before. She loved every moment of what was happening to her. She gushed all over the creatures face. The Mind Flayer put it's mouth to the womans cunt drinking her like a bottle of water. He. My hand is up your dress and all four fingers inside your wet juicy cunt, as I start to masturbate you vigour sly, fingers going in and out trying to get my whole hand inside you, you who are all wet and moist, while I suck even harder on your nipples, whilst with my other hand and fingers I am trying to reach your deep inside your arse. I turn you around and push you with your tits hard up against the cold metal fire door, lifting your dress up and then spreading your cheeks apart,.