Afterwards.”She grinned. “You’ve been exhausted for weeks. It’s okay.” She pointed at the white plate on the tray. “Waffles, whipped cream... blueberries. And orange juice.”“Thank you.” I paused. “We do still have to talk about this, you know.”“Fine.” She divided a waffle up with the knife and fork, swiped one quarter through the berries and cream, and held it up to my mouth. “While you eat.” I parted my lips obediently.The cream was Reddi-wip; the blueberries and waffles were pre-frozen. It was. She called me and said:Her: Mk kya kar raha for new yearMe : kaam hai yaar agar free hai toh chal Mumbai me he event haiShe: OK let me chk mere gharwalo ka kya scene haiMe : OKShe called me and said he brother is going to stay back as he has planned something with his friends and will go on 1st early morning. I said ok if possible let us go out on 1st.She was OK with it but wanted to travel to lonavala or alibaug as she was not interested being in Mumbai itself.She: chal let us go to alibaug ,. She grabbed it and kept calling me a naughty boy but wanking me hard and fast at the same time. As our foreplay progressed, we moved onto the bed where I laid her on her back and started sucking lightly on her right nipple. My left hand found its way down to her pussy it was then she stopped me what had I done wrong but she got up and picking up her bag went to the bathroom. In she walked wearing a huge strapon dildo and joined me on the bed I snuck a finger up behind the harness to her clit. Many women who have experienced the pleasures from a regular massage have fantasized about getting a sexual massage but apparently never knew where to go or who they could trust to do it. Even now, most are still shy about asking. The married ones are reluctant to try, whether from fear or guilt, I’m not sure. But it is hard for most women to go to some strange guy and have him put his hands all over you. It is so personal, many women who think about massage, associate it with a form of.