Getting out she headed towards the separate massage building. It sat downhill from the main lodge. It had public massage rooms, saunas, and whirlpools...or if somebody desired a private massage, they could request one in their private quarters.Rebeca walked into the locker room and placed her bag in her locker. She sat down and started stripping off her winter boots. She then stood up and slipped out of her blue jeans. Before placing them in the locker, she also slipped off her tall socks she had. By now my hand was moving back and forth across your clitoris, taking you closer and closer to orgasm. When I could sense that you were close, I would slow down the movement, easing you back from the brink. I wanted your orgasm to be explosive, and I wanted the getting there to be as beautiful as the orgasm itself.“That’s mean,” you said.“I am a chronic tease as you well know well,” I replied.“I like it,” you said. “It is like having a savings account for cumming.”“That is an interesting. “There was a sort of pink, bubbly, sticky patch on the cushion. I should’ve put a towel or something down first. But I wiped most of it off, and then turned the cushion the other way up so the wet bit was underneath. I hope it doesn’t show now it’s dried.” I giggled. “I’ll have to remember that,” I said. “So how about it, Annie? Are you going to let Harry do you now?” I blushed. I’d been thinking about losing my virginity for so long now, wondering when it was going to happen, and how long I. ..probably a B cup at most. But even from here, you could tell she had a nice, nice bubble-butt. And her thighs were amazing, as you could tell since the shorts she was wearing were riding very high on her legs. Long, reddish-brown hair fell down her back, pretty close to her butt. She was wearing a short, cutoff shirt which showed her bellybutton in all its glory, pierced and holding a small rhinestone in its depths. She obviously tried to keep her weight down, and was doing a great job of it;.