"How long have you been doing it to me?" Oh, half an hour or so. I had to go very slowly because a few times you almost woke up too soon." She answere.... That naughty tremor was in her voice again."Too soon?" Before you were all nice and hard like now so mommy could play with her baby's peepee." She said hotly, baby talking me again like she had started to last night. It sent the same strange rush of excitement through me again. She was fingering my penis while she spoke, causing it to throb. “Such a pretty pussy,” he said. “So pink and wet.” With his fingertips, he grazed along my outer lips, teasing, twirling my pubic hair, and tracing the length and breadth of my slit. I opened my legs further and felt a rush of cool air kiss the warmth inside me. Paul slipped his fingers into the gap. “Damn, Em. You’re so hot. And so wet. I have to eat you.” I closed my eyes. “Mmm, yes.” Lusciously, gently he drew my labia apart. He breathed in an exaggerated breath and held it as if my scent. Of course an occasional brush of her tits across my face as she bent over my face to massage my chest also kept me coming back. Her massages were so good that it was common for me to tip her an extra $25. After several months of really nice and what seemed normal massages, she became a bit more "liberal or suggestive" in her actions. She would come in to start on me while face down and when she got to my lower back she would move the towel off my ass and lower it so half my ass was showing. Not an enthusiastic open-mouthed kiss, but a very nice one that took my breath away. Looking me in the eye she asked, “Is that the reason you stopped in?”I laughed and said, “How would I have even known?”“Yeah,” she said, “I don’t even know why I said it.” She grinned and added, “Maybe you have a second sense.”“Un uh, I don’t think so.”“For what?” she said with a leering grin.With my hardening penis trapped between my legs, I couldn’t tell her what was really on my mind. “I’ve brought my tests.