All the aching for him had started to melt away into total bliss and in that moment, all that mattered was the sensation of him touching her. It was i... she could feel him in her soul and mind. There was nothing he could do to her that would make her turn him away. For the past few months, she wanted nothing more than to be with him and though she would have never known it to be possible, she wanted him now more than ever. The instant her orgasm was over, Kathleen wasted no time. Turning over,. In her mind she was lying on the big massage bed she’d seen on the terrace, right out by the pool. The late afternoon sun was warm on her naked body. So were the hands of the nearly naked masseur she had booked from the spa for the massage. It was a warm night but she shivered with approaching ecstasy. In her fantasy her masseur was a strongly built tall man; she imagined he was from Italy or Argentina. She was spread-eagled on the massage bed, her legs thrown wide apart. His fingers were. She did do it and lowered her mouth to my swollen pussy. I bit my lip as moans began to rip through my body and out of my mouth. Amanda devoured me with her tongue deep inside me. I could feel her and loved it. Her tongue was driving me crazy and I tugged on her hair while holding her head there between my legs. I arched my hips and drove my body forward into Amanda's mouth. I was moving back and forth in rhythm to Amanda's tongue sliding into me. She would even withdraw her tongue and lick the. I wore a long, black lace dress with high slits on both sides that were up to my hips and black strappy Jimmy Choo sandals and for accessories, a pearl necklace with a heart-shaped diamond worth 25 carats. Underneath my dress was a black micro fiber bra with matching bikini panties. Ten minutes later, Harold arrived nicely dressed with fresh flowers in his hand. We sat down, ate Italian pasta, and drank some fine wine. We stared into each other’s eyes while sharing conversation and enjoying the.