Usually Masseuse’s don’t kiss mouth to mouth, and I felt uncomfortable about the whole thing since I was basically kissing a guy, whose dick I cou...d feel poking against my upper thigh dress. She guided my hands towards her hard tits, which were glorious. Then took my sweaty left paw further down, down to her erect penis, which was big, larger than mine. My reluctance to touch a penis that wasn’t my own made me push my hand back as soon as I felt it, almost like I’d touched a hot stove. At this. Two weeks before at a bar, a big bulky bear sat next to me and just as I thought I may get lucky, another bear entered the bar and I instantly found the seat next to me unoccupied. Thus far, friendly as he had been, Blayze had not given me any reason to think that he was sexually interested in me and I wondered if I would be dispensed with, once my role as a tour guide had come to an end.“So, Paul, what kind of men are you interested in?” he asked, out of the blue.Throwing caution to the wind I. Her body shivering and cowering from his sadistic mood and trying not to gag on the ever so distasteful panties stuck in her mouth. Her one ankle tied up to an old pipe, in an effort to keep her uncomfortably bound for the night. Her sore wrists chained to the same pipe, keeping her arms uselessly trapped high over her head.The saliva in her mouth, soaking the panties thoroughly and allowing the taste of her own private parts to spread through her trapped taste buds. So degraded and humiliated. "Ahhhhh yes." Sara moaned pulling her into another kiss. "Yes baby yes fuck finally!" I think you're ready." She said.Monica looked down Sara's body "Yes..." Good baby. I want you between my legs."Monica helped Sara take her panties the rest of the way off and Sara smiled laying back on the bed and spreading her legs."Take your time baby, I want to enjoy this. It means a lot to me that you finally want me, that your body needs me, that you are finally mine."Sara smiled as Monica slowly began to.