He kneaded both her breasts and poured more oil till he could freely move his hand over her flesh.“Ohhh beta, my body feels good!” Priya moaned. H... poured oil over her hands and her armpits. Then he massaged her thighs, knees, the place behind her knees, her milky white calves and her feet. He then made her turn around. He gently poured oil on her back and massaged through her spine. He poured oil on her waist and rubbed towards the top, kneading her breasts he went back down. He slid her. Unlike her husband, she wears no perfume; her skin is sweet enough without the need for sensory adornment, and it cuts through everything else in the room to grab my attention. He’s my employer; just another man wealthy enough to afford my services. She’s my client – and my focus, as always, is on her, and her alone.She closes the distance between us and reaches out; soft fingers curling around mine, making a little pearl of warmth in the coolness of my palm as she gently draws me away from. Women had tried to do similar things to me in the past, but none came close to Beth was doing to me now. Not satisfied with having penetrated me, she soon began pistoning her tongue in and out of my anus with varying rhythms and speeds. I derived the greatest pleasure when she kind of wiggled her tongue as it moved forward into my lower rectum.She was insatiable once more, unrelenting in her desire to feed her tongue into my greedy asshole. I knew the exquisite pleasures she was giving me, from. It was about that time that Susan came out of the house togreet us. I had always respected my sister enough that shecould get me to do almost anything she asked. Maybe thatwas what made her such a successful psychologist, herability to make a person feel at ease and get them tofollow her lead."Gennie! Welcome! I'm so happy you could make it! Come oninside the others will be here soon. Deb, Karin, anyproblems with rebellion from our little sister?" Hi Suzie, nothing we couldn't handle. S/he does.