Cassie almost cums as the oil is rubbed all the way up onto the shaved outer surface of her pussy. The hands work back up onto her neck tipping her he...d back and Paul whispers, "Kiss her." She feels the lips lightly touch hers and she pursues allowing her tongue to dance into this dainty tender mouth of a stranger. It suddenly occurs to her that the command was not to the masseuse but to Cassie her self, "kiss HER" he said. Oh mmmmmmmm! And she kisses wonderfully.The female masseuse stands. They felt good, and he ran his fingers around the leg holes. He said they should be fine. I put on the pants and shirt. I went out to show mom how they fit. She said their fine. She said to wait here,she wanted to go to the women's department. I was heading back to the dressing room when the man said he'd help me change. Not thinking about it I said ok. We went in the cubicle and I was going to take everything off, the man said he'd help me. I said ok. He unbuttoned the shirt and pulled it off. “Another drink? I asked. “Yes lets, but in my room, we’ll get room service,” he whispered, his voice soft as honey. My heart beat faster. He led me to the lift. I had butterflies in my stomach. My pussy was wet. I was excited. It wasn’t as if I hadn’t been unfaithful to my husband before, I had, that’s another story, but I’d never been with a black man before. Ever. His room was on the floor below mine, he closed the door behind us. He kissed me, his lips soft, and warm, his tongue explored my. No, it isnt, she says, her forehead knotting. Oh really, Seniora? How old are you, then? She blushes. Seventeen. Ill be eighteen in seven months. Sophia seems eager to instill she is old enough to be reading romantic bits in the book, and I smile. Seniora, you read beautifully. Your right, seventeen is no child. But I am suprised your parents allow you to read this, She ducks her head. Well, they know its educational. I have to read it with my class anyway, so they dont mind me reading it.