“Mmmm such a good boy. I didn't say you could stop massaging my pantyhose feet Brian. Go on” I did as she told me to. And unfroze but very much ba...fled by this whole scenario. “This are my stockings, im i right?” I nodded while i kept on massaging her pretty hosed feet. “I knew that you were the one trying and even stealing some of my pantyhose. But that's ok Brian. So much hormones in little teenage boys. Hehe” I had to say something “I am so sorry Margret. I'll never do it again, i promise.. He was staring at me. When I saw at him he smiled and asked me mine name, I replied but then he started talking with me. He was very good guy. After some time 2 ladies came asking for body massage. I refused for that. But he forced me to try it at least once. I sad that I feel shy to have it here. He said no problem come at my suite which was exactly behind that place. I found it very good chance to take revenge of mine husband so after some hesitation I agreed. We went at his suite. That. GOD!! I was expecting this at any moment. Deepak slowly removed my bra, as I tried to protect my boobs with my hands from both side. He was standing behind me and could freely massage all over my bare back. He started gently with my spinal chord and the regions around it and massaged with force when he came to the sides of my back. At one stage, I felt that his fingers were quite close to me breasts. I was wondering what would happen, if his fingers accidentally touched my breasts! The moment. Tichi pathan chatat chatat mi tichya gandila mza lavda ghasat rahto. Mag ti mhante bas ata krish, ghusav tuza lavda lavkar mazya pucchit, nahi control hot ata. Mi mhanto, nahi kaku tula ajun tapvachi aahe mala, tya shivay majja nahi. Mag tila saral karun mi tiche bra varun ch ball che kissing karto, pota varun hat cholto, payat pay ghalto.Tila mhanto mi ki lavda halav jara varun ch, mag ti maza lavda hatat ghete ani jorat halavte. Mi tila mhanto, aga zavade bas, ras yeil ithe baher. Mag mi.