Sore but very happy, we both had to get dressed and return to our jobs then. All afternoon at work, I felt even naughtier. Not only still pantiless, b...t now with my sore, thoroughly banged pussy completely filled up with warm, gooey Dave-juice. And my pussy lips clenched so tight as to not let even one wonderful drop escape from me. This morning, Valentine’s Day, my husband handed me a box of chocolates and mumbled something charming and endearing about, “Here, I guess I had to get you this.” . Your feet are the same. You roll over and fall back to sleep quickly. When you awaken, it is because someone is touching your pussy. They must have been working it for some time because you can feel your juices dripping and flowing easily from it. You moan as they probe inside you. They stop and you feel your hands been released as well as your legs. Some hooks your hands together in front of you then pulls you to your feet. You are led down the hall to the bathroom again and permitted to. Mark very calmly asked the porter to leave the trolley where it was and gave him a tip. Mark asked us if we liked the suite, to which Tom replied, 'It's very plush, it must cost a fortune for a night here", Mark shrugged his shoulders walked over to me and put arm around my shoulders, kissed me gently on the neck and told not to worry about the expense, that's all taken care of! "Come this way" he said as he led me through two large doors into a beautifully decorated bedroom with an enormous. She sat in lotus position and brought her head forward almost to the floor."I'm ready, are you ready?" she asked.I threw my legs over the side of the massage table. "I think I should probably shower first." I said as I looked down at my crotch."Don't be silly," she said. "You're just going to get oil all over yourself. We'll shower after you do me." Okay," I said as I hopped down from the table and went for my undershorts."Is there some reason you feel the need to get dressed? You'll just.