"I'd love for you to massage me all over..." I said. "Marcella..." he began."Please? I haven't ever had anyone touch me so good..."He reached dow..., his large hands resting gently on my chest. I heard him breathe deeply, as if trying to control himself. I instinctively spread my legs open a little as I lay back on the table. My breasts were still somewhat covered by the fabric. I tugged a little on the blanket, pulling it free of my breasts as Darius rested his large hands on my chest. . "The ten yard walk from the bathroom to Julia's office seemed to take forever. He was just chiding himself for his bashfulness when Muriel came through a door that he had not noticed. That fact that he knew her from numerous visits to Lindsey's made the shock even greater. Her hand placed gently on his shoulder was meant for reassurance, but it missed its intent.In Julia's office, Gretchen was waiting with Julia. She was the only other staff woman that Julia could get to join them on short. ”Ooh, yeah...Fuck me.”“What's the magic word?” I said, teasing her pussy with my length, waiting to hear that magic word.“Please...” Kerry said in a throaty whisper. “Please...fuck me...now.”“Mmm...Not here, though. Let's get out, first, before we get all pruny. Don't want a woman like you to wrinkle up on me.” Grabbing my phone from the basin on the way out, I led a naked Kerry into the kitchen licked her nipples until they were hard as stone as she touched her pussy lightly, now wet again,. “Hello, Joe. ‘Textiles’ means clothes and they are forbidden in this nudist community. Now that you love the house, you can discuss if you can handle the rules.”Before I could close my mouth to speak, a wavy form — a naked young man perhaps — moved away from Betty and stood in front of me. His smile wavered for a second and I felt someone else tug my shorts down my legs. An older, wavy man lifted my leg and slipped my foot out. The young man cupped my exposed, waxed pussy with his chilly hand.