I changed position and reverse straddled her, my legs either side of her head then lay down over her facing her pussy. I pushed my stiff cock down int... her mouth to let her gorge on my meat and kissed between her legs licking her juice from her soft thighs before focusing on her gaping sodden pussy. OMG i loved to taste her...i could spend hours with my serpent tongue buried in her cunt. She writhed underneath me, my full weight bearing down on her, her groans muffled by my thick cock throbbing. Totally unfazed by the presence of a young white, male employee, Frances stalked into the changing cubicles. She undressed, folded a huge fluffy white towel round her pinching it secure under her armpits and re-entered the massage suite.She knew the ropes and clambered on the table, having to remove the towel which Colin took and laid face down, her head on a soft, feather light, small pillow. A small towel was placed over her butt.The masseuse dribbled oil on Frances’ back and shoulders and. So provocative. So stimulating. I harden in your hand as you shift your grip back and forth. My heart begins to race. Then, with an almost sinister grin you lean over and taste your interest. I gasp. Your tongue.. so warm. And wet. I feel the back of your throat as you slide as much of me in your mouth as you can fit. My heart beats almost out of control as you stroke my rod with your mouth. Your stare keeps me sober, and I remember to breath. I hold your hair out of your face as you bring me. “Steve, I love you so much it hurts when I can’t talk to you.”“I’ve had a huge empty spot for three weeks,” I said. “Being with you fills that empty spot. I don’t need to have sex with you. Not until you are truly ready. And as I said, not until we talk it through completely.”“Don’t you want me?” she said, almost begging.“Do you know how hard it was not to do what you asked on New Year’s Eve? It took every ounce of willpower I had. If I had protection, I probably would have done it. But it.