" She giggled again, then glanced aroundnervously before once again looking at me, this time with a verythoughtful look. For a long moment, she just s...ared at me as if tryingto decide something, then she said, "Um, I know that we just met andall... but would you know some place I can stay for a day or so untilI'm better?" She looked hopeful, wincing again at the same time."Oh..." I gulped, caught by surprise at her request. But since theredidn't really seem to be any reason not to, I nodded my. He took the offer and in seconds they were kissing hungrily, leaning against the pool table. Even now, though, Brad was the perfect gentleman. True, his fingers bit into the flesh of her arms, then her back, and his kiss was very searching, demanding. But he did not try to rip off her clothes, force his hand into her crotch, squeeze her breasts. He was calm and patient, kissing her neck, whispering in her ear how lovely she was."Why don't you take me some place more comfortable," she whispered. The door was open, so if anyone was out there I know they heard me.Right as I started coming, he reached up with both hands and pinched both my nipples hard. I thoughtI’d died. I kept cumming and cumming and he just kept licking and sucking. He stood up and unbuttoned his uniform pants and pulled his cock out. I’m pretty sure he put a condom on because I think I could hear him open the packet. The minute I could feel his head against me, I could tell he was big. He asked me if I’d like him to. "Do you want to masturbate now, or would you allow me to finish giving you your massage?"It took a moment to hit me where else she was going to need to place her hands. There have been times when I've come extremely close orgasm just by having my breasts fondled and my nipples sucked and rolled. Justine's marvelous hands might actually make that happen. "Please continue the massage," sounding a little extra enthusiastic. I couldn't completely stifle a giggle."Yes, Madame..." Justine?" Oui,.