Thenight sky had turned dark and lights were blazing all over the plaza.They shocked her and she stopped and wept."What's wrong, Miss?" asked an usher...who had followed her out. But shecould only shake her head as she was wracked with sobs. "Please," hesaid, "come inside and let me get you something." I can't..." she gasped. "I just can't..."She was turning, looking but not seeing, utterly disoriented, tears andmakeup streaming down her face."Sharon!"She knew the voice. She heard the urgency,. Warm coconut oil shot onto my back, and strong little fingers began working it into my skin. I closed my eyes, enjoying the incredible massage as she unknotted every muscle in my back with her talented hands. The girl next started on my palms, digging into the small muscles of my hand with the tips of her fingers. After one was done, she worked her way up the arm and worked the kinks out of my shoulder, then started on the other hand and arm. By the time she had finished with the second. All I wanted was to find a female willing to flash me, then we’d drive on. A quick, anonymous encounter. She’d tell me where to go, and what she was driving and I’d tell her when I’d be there. I posted my ad, and got on my way. The first few replies I got were the expected spam that really had nothing to do with what I was looking for, but automatically send to any m4w post. Then I got a real reply (I was surprised as you are). “I have a 34B chest. They’re kind of small, but if you want to see. “Are you sure of this, girl?” I asked her, taking the glass from her soft hand.Her answer was only point me at the garage, telling me to wait her there.Two minutes later she stood by the inner garage door; she shut it turned the lights on. As we stood there she said “There, by this work station bench”We walked over to the bench and I ordered: “Put your hands on the table”. As she did I came from behind and fondled her nice massive tits. I spent a few minutes feeling her up as her nipples.