She toned her hips. The angle of her body in the seat had caused the silken crotch of her panties to twist up between the lips of her cunt. Now every ...ovement rubbed the soaked nylon against her clit. She tried to remain still but then a tingle would bunt through her and she couldn't resist squirming to make it better.What's wrong with me anyway? she breathed to herself, wrestling with her pillow to get more comfortable. And where was Terry? Surely she'd peed by now. But it was silly to worry. Dave did as she asked and stripped off and laid face down on the massage table, he had never had a massage before and thought how narrow the table was. He put a towel over his bare ass as best he could and waited for the lady. She was middle aged, Dave guessed at about 45, not particularly good looking and most definitely overweight. She came back and prepared all her oils and potions for the massage. She was quite chatty as she dug her knuckles into Dave’s back, he was glad he had never had a. Get on the bed and lay down.” Now naked, she climbed on the bed and got on top of me. She forced herself between my legs as we kissed. Her kisses were urgent, her tongue hot and very wet. She pulled my legs up and pressed her crotch against my bottom and she began to rub against me. I loved the sensation and it brought back memories of years ago when she did this. I could feel myself hardening. I closed my eyes and imagined I was she and she was I. Jean had an almost frenzied look on Her face. I rolled my eyes.“She’s my ex. First girlfriend. You can see why we aren’t together.” I said, as I tried to forget once more that entire relationship. Austin walked over, looking in the mirror, checking out his tan, or so I thought. “Yeah, no kidding” he said, punching the air, like I would have loved to do her a few times that night. “Yeah…” he said, “I can see that reason right now pretty well.” He looked back into the mirror, making it obvious he was referring to his reflection, then back at.