She loves men or women to watch her and loves showing her tits. She has fantasies of being massaged by a female masseuse and it turn to sex play. I, b...ing a guy who loves pleasing her, searched the web, local listings, and word of mouth, looking for such a masseuse. I got the name and numbers of three such Ladies and called each. I told them what I wanted, and all sent me a picture of themselves, as I indicated I wanted a feminine woman who was quite nice looking. I chose one, based on her. John was the furthest person from his mind.His hour alone with Jessica that night was more relaxed than the night before. The previous night's frantic energy was more deliberate tonight but just as satisfying a time together.He came twice. The first time he held her tits tightly as she bounced her way to orgasm on top of his dick. They followed up with a hard fuck from behind as Jessica liked it.Laura came in after the hour. Aaron realized he hadn't fucked her from behind so he did. Laura liked. "I'll get us something."She put down her bundle, opened a cupboard and produced a bottle and two dirty glass. She wiped the glasses out with her shawl, splashed whisky into them and handed me one. She gulped hers and I sipped mine. It was awful, raw stuff not even fit to call white lightening but probably sold as rye.She sat on her unmade, swaybacked bed and looked at me, the empty glass between her knees. She dumped the shawl behind her and fluffed out her dark hair. Her bulging breasts. Then I placed my lund at her pussy lips and started to rub it against her pussy lips. She was getting restless. She started to murmur dirty words. She said I aur mat tadpao, phaad do meri choot aaj, chodo mujhe puri raat this made me more horny. You slowly slide my lund in her choot. At that she started trembling and begged me “mein mar jaungi. Itna mota lund to meri jaan le lega, bahar nikalo ise. But I slowly gave another push and my lund went completely inside her and started crying it.