It started out the same way with the 10-minute dry towel massage but this time while I was laying on my stomach her hands pushed the small shorts down...and gave my ass a short rub. I thought that was progress and maybe this time she might accidentally rub my dick for a few minutes but no such luck.I couldn’t return for a couple of weeks and this time a different Thai lady was my massage therapist. I could tell this was going to be good when she told me to get undressed and lay down. Well since. Let him see it doesn’t matter to you what it takes. ‘No, Samuel. I don’t need to know. I’ll do anything.’ His face turned from a question mark to a beam of delight. It was clear she’d given the right answer. ‘Good girl. Because if you had, you’d have been out of that door before I could finish the rest of my drink.’ He threw it down his throat to emphasise his point. ‘All Angel’s do exactly what they’re told, when they’re told. That’s the deal. So it doesn’t matter what, does it, Grace?’ ‘No,. I fucked her around six minutes when she announced “Don’t come in the condom” I replied “Oh don’t worry I’ve no intention of doing so”.As I was close to climax I pulled out and Davina turned around and whipped my condom off, bending down she kissed my cock. I sat back on the seat as she reached for her handbag, taking out another condom and lubing it up over her own cock she said “Come here and straddle me”. Facing her I sat astride her as her 4” rubbed over my anus, then she pulled me down and. " T'Pol opened the interrogation, calmly. She was not planning to mention the recording."I- I'm an Earth citizen. Vulcan cannot prosecute me," Masaro stammered and T'Pol realized that it would not be very difficult to intimidate the ensign."Is that so?" she asked and stared him down with the iciest glare. "I am a citizen of Vulcan and Starfleet has an extradition treaty with my government. You are a dead man, Mr. Masaro."T'Pol noticed Trip and Malcolm exchanging glances, fear and shock painted.