"That's it, now just relax it down so that your foot is resting on my chest. "Hmmmm," he hears her ponder at this strange configuration. Ron moves...the cocoa butter to his left hand, scoops out a few fingers full with his right and passes the jar to her even as he begins to massage the oil onto the top of her foot. She scoops out her own supply and begins to oil his left foot, laying the cocoa butter on her tummy. "I need some more, sweetie," he intones, clasping the fingers of his left. She was biting her lip and twitching a little. I saw a flush creep across her mons. Her eyes were half-glazed as she fondled the soft, succulent flesh of her inner thigh. Her dainty fingertips crawled toward her cunt ever so slowly, kneading, kneading, and kneading. I watched her puffy, damp, excited lips separate, exposing the gleaming bright-pink of her tender glory hole. My gaze moved up over the folds of her belly to take in the lengthy rocks of her aching, inch and a half long nipples,. Her face is framed by luxurious red hair that falls loosely down her back and over her nicely proportioned breasts. Her elegant bare legs are long, slim, and smooth. She is an absolute knockout in every way and I start fantasizing about getting into her pants. In the half hour we sit together I learn that she is an only child, transferred to our school part way through the eleventh grade, and moved into the upstairs apartment from the other side of our school district. I also learn that she. Also, I noticed ……” she stops and blushes profusely.“What did you notice?” I inquire.“I noticed … noticed your … uh … bulge seemed bigger this morning.” She tries to hide her blushing face. She says behind her hands, “I can’t believe that I just told my boss that.”“I’m glad that you did, Trish,” I say. “I don’t want to go around giving others the wrong impression of me.” I say with a chuckle. “So how did that affect you?”With more confidence she says, “It made me horny as hell.” She pauses like.