’ I was surprised. Normally, the therapists never talk about this as fun. I said ‘that’s ok. You alone are fine.’She then began massage my toe... and legs with a little aromatic oil. Her hands were quite soft and moved quite expertly on my legs. She reached up to my butt and then took her hands down. I then slowly began my conversation with her. I enquired about her name. She coyly replied ‘Myra’. I then asked her where is she from and she replied ‘Sikkim’. We were both conversing in a very low. “I know!” I answer with a wicked smile. But I have a job to do, so I continue the massage of his belly. He reached for my breasts as they dangle in front of him. I slap them away, playfully telling him “No!” He pouts, but complies as I move to sit on his knees. His cock is now in full view, and looks magnificent! Delicious! The swollen head, the veiny shaft. I am thoroughly wet now. The cool air blowing gently against my lips, telling my brain how juicy and ready I am. How could I not be! I. " Uh-huh... Sounds like to me he's probably swamping that partner, I've seen that red head that came to see you that time, at least she came up, and where was whatsisname? I'd say it's time to trade up, besides there are guys here that are probably cuter, and you're not married to him, you do what you want! I do what I want!" they head to the Frat house, the place looks like something out of Animal House, music is loud and hot, the crowd of 18 to 21 year olds are rambunctious as they pass. We grew up kind of like brother and sister, we where that close. So once I started driving to school,my friend who's name was Mary asked if I would drive her home after school. Of course I said sure, I'd love to. Let me tell you about Mary. She matured physically very early, was kind of a big girl, but pretty with large tits. She always had older boyfriends and had a reputation for being a little wild. She had been the first person to turn me on to pot. She also had a boy friend who was.