Marie read the ad again, checking the directions once more to see if she was on the right track. She had walked a few blocks already and there was no ...ign of a building with a cute cat-octopus hybrid logo on any of the buildings, it was her first-time inn in Japan after all. The navigation led her to a building with big doors, average looking from the outside, with no logo or indication of it being a studio, but the door was not locked so she decided to take her chance.Even though she had done. With his left hand he was feeding his index and middle finger into my mouth and I was sucking on them gratefully. With his right hand he fiercely rubbed my wet pussy through my panties. He was making circular motions with the tips of his fingers on my clitoris. I writhed and pushed myself against his hand in a desperate attempt to feel more of his strong, thick fingers.He was admiring my breasts, which were plump and supple. They were only a c cup, but when I laid on my back with my arms. She had a wonderful scent about her, nothing I could place, but intoxicating in its light aroma. We lingered there for a few moments, just taking in the moment. We both knew that what we were doing might be wrong, but we had needs that went way beyond any social mores. We went into this with eyes wide open. Anne finally broke the embrace. "Why Rick, we can't be standing outside all night. Please come in." She led me inside, where we sat on the sofa. "Can I get you something to drink? Anything. Had I said the wrong thing? “Yeah,” he spoke quietly. “Will you masturbate for me and tell me about it?” I thought about this for a minute. I had never really told anyone about what I did when I masturbated, nor had I ever masturbated for someone else. Though, I figured that if I was already on the path I was on, this was not going to harm anything. “I can do that,” I answered. “Can you hold on for a minute though?” “Of course,” he replied, “take your time.” I crawled out of bed, setting.