With me in tow, you slowly climb the stairs until, upon reaching the top, you lead me to a door on the right side of the banister and open it, gently ...ulling me inside and shutting the door behind us. You stand with your back against the door, your heart pounding, your mind still adjusting to your bravery. I watch as your breasts rise and fall with each breath, perspiration beginning to bead on your forehead, a drop falling into your cleavage and slowly trickling under the edge of your blouse,. She replied sure why not that would be great thanks. So I started rubbing her legs up and down I would make sure I rubbed up high enough so my hand would rub between her legs and come in contact with her pussy she kind of jumped at first but didn’t say a thing just let out a sigh and said Jeff your really good at this you will have to become my masseuse this week. As I rubbed her legs I then positioned my self between her legs and started my hands at her feet and rubbed all the way up to her. The egg was hollow, but something rattled inside when she gave it a shake.A piece of paper fell out, but when she went to read it her face went all strange. Like little miss perfect had just been given a test in some foreign alphabet she’d never seen it before.“What does it say?” I asked, reaching for the paper. Her hand pulled away.“I’m not sure if I should,” she said, biting her lip.“Allison! You let me see that right this instant,” I told her in my most matter of fact voice.“Oh, fine,” she. Slowly grinding her sweet essence into his face and mouth, she gave him what he desired. When she felt she’d had enough, she gently pulled his head up. He looked at her with a satisfied smile. He knew what she was going to say. “I want you to come inside and pound me.” He pushed himself up, wiping her sex juices from his mouth, like Pooh Bear who had just finished a delicious jar of honey. “Time for some post-workout stretching,” he smiled. Britney spread out her legs and pulled them back.