You tried to relax. The glass of wine you had before his arrived was finally hitting you. You crossed your arms under the face towel as if it were a p...llow, and waited. The masseuse started some soft music and popped open a bottle of lotion. You could see his reflection in the picture window of the hotel room and he was rubbing his hands together to warm the lotion. He was wearing sweat pants and a t-shirt. His body was long and lean. You could tell that he was confident that he would please. Habib met us downstairs at the hotel about an hour later. By then, Mandy and I had had a chance to relax a little, and change clothes and freshen up. Though Habib was nervous at first (a perfectly understandable and natural thing), things between Mandy and he heated up relatively quickly; and I stayed (largely) out of the way. I wanted to see them together, but I didn't want to hog all the attention, or distract them from the primary objective of the evening; and as the evening proceeded, which. "Well, hello stranger," I greeted him.He tipped an imaginary hat in reply."Don't normally see you here at this time. What brings you 'round to these parts?" I drawled."Well, ma'am," he replied, "I heard that there was a beautiful woman reading a book by herself somewhere around here." Where?" I quickly twisted around looking everywhere before Steve stopped me and gave me a gentle kiss. We just grinned at each other for a while."I think I found her," he murmured, before kissing me again.Awww.We. A toy like that would be painful. Also, what if Mom found out?” Stephanie pleaded as she began to writhe under her pussy’s teasing. “Girl, your fears are misplaced. Arianna brought me to life to give you pleasure, not pain. Remember I feel everything you do. I’m not going to ask you to do anything that will hurt me. As for Mom, she has no room to talk. She gave birth to us, didn’t she? That means she had sex and did dirty things at one time; plus I think Arianna has some special fun in.