..we are starting facedown he says. Once I’m in position he re-enters the room and takes me by surprise when he uncovers me completely but he explai...s that his place isn’t cold like the salon, so I don’t need covers. He hands feel just as magical as last time, but I notice that his fingers aren’t as careful to avoid grazing the sides of my tits, inner thighs, and ass. He increasingly widens his scope of touchable skin, and I start to suspect he isn’t sticking to professionalism. With each pass. “Justice, I’ve missed you so.” She said as she nestled into my neck. The familiarity she exuded was one I couldn’t put my finger upon, she continued. “I knew you were going to be gone but those extra two days really did a number on me. Were you able to get everything you needed done?”“Yes, I was. Desmond need my help with the farm. It as well gave me much needed time with my niece and nephews.” I’d go back home about three times a year. I had been in Upper Miami for almost a decade now. I left. I consoled myself by noting that my body is still alluring enough to catch plenty of appreciative looks even though I'm an "old lady" of 25.And I couldn't help returning those looks. Predictably, most of the beach crowd seemed to be the shallow frat & sorority types I had always avoided back in college. However, they were certainly very nice to look at, as almost everyone had a buff body and most of them weren't shy about showing it off, especially the girls. I didn't see a single chica wearing. "Uhh, yeah, hell yeah!!" shoutedthe guys. Andrea sat back down on the couch, flipped off her blackhigh heels and crossed her luscious legs. "So, I bet you guys wouldlove to do me, wouldn't you?" said Andrea. The men werespeechless. "You don't have to be coy, I know you want me!" saidAndrea, staring directly into each of the men's eyes. There was anawkward moment of silence, before she spoke again: "Tom, get overhere!" Tom walked over to Andrea, not knowing exactly what was goingto happen, but.