I though I heard him say something like, "Oh, this IS nice!" Masu hopped off the table for a moment and poured a little more massage oil on the entir... back of both legs, all the way to my feet. He was going to give me the full Swedish treatment through my nylons! By this time, my juices were really starting to flow. I felt a wet spot developing on the white sheet separating me from the table. Masu jumped back on the table without a word. He straddled my body facing my feet. This time, his. This night was a different story, though. He’d been thinking about hooking up with a random for a while. It was a question of rebooting his ego and confidence, which both had plummeted within the last two years. As he drank his beer at the pub with one of his mates, quite possibly the biggest alpha male and womanizer the small city has ever encountered, and will ever encounter, he knew that the testosterone filled atmosphere would only benefit him to loosen his morals and find a fuck. The. Now you young lady, she said, you with your impure thoughts. I want you to take a good long lick up that cock and taste what youve thought about in your naughty little mind. Jenny felt so ashamed. She was ashamed that like her mother had always berated her about that she had impure thoughts. Thinking and wondering what a cock might look like, what it might smell like what it would feel like. She felt so, so guilty for having thoughts that every girl has but all the years of her mothers. "Does Lisa tell you all the things I make her do? Do you like hearing them? Is that why you groped my cock at dinner?" She whined in pleasure and pain, trying to sit up, her arms swinging out to hold herself up; but I held fast, easily overpowering her fragile frame, pumping up from the edge of the bed, feeding more and more of my cock up her puckered anus. I released her hair and pushed down on her shoulder, stuffing my cock deeper. I watched her face contort her approval in the hotel's.