I told her to lie on her stomach, as I wanted to give her a nice gentle massage. As I began to massage her back I leaned up and whispered into her ear...I love you and want to please you. I want to take the tension out of your body and relax you. I continued to massage her body working the knots out of her back. With my body up against hers just looking at her was turning me on. As I massaged her shoulders I began to grind my body up against her body causing her to turn over and pull me into. I could hear doors opening and closing as garments of profound sexuality would be at that moment, be being placed on my bed for my body to adorn. I dried my blonde hair, semi dry and walked in to the bedroom.Dave was smiling like an excited schoolboy, opening his palm and gesturing at the slut lingerie covering our bed. Dave had selected a very tight, soft leather look, quarter cup Basque, which tied very tight, cinching my waist to almost minuscule proportions. I smiled nodding my head at his. Finally after finding a spot to park I relaxed and let continue satisfy whatever oral fixation she needed satisfied. But after a few minutes of being sucked, jerked and deep throated, I wanted more. So I got out of the car and walked over to the passenger side, opened her door, pulled her pants around her knees, bent her over on the passenger seat, and rubbed her clit and fingered pussy to make sure she was and wet and ready to which she soaked her panties with her juices as much as she. Then I remembered the conversation he'd had with me yesterday morning about the news reports he'd seen on T.V."Don't give me that look. I thought you were into this kind of weird stuff." What did you find now?" I asked, trying to act uninterested, but after the events of yesterday, he had my full attention."Some guy down in Brazil can make himself change colors like a chameleon. It almost makes him invisible." As he talked, bits of cereal spewed from his mouth, but he just kept talking.