"I just want you to feel ok, to be relaxed. This is what your assistant told me, that you're very tensed and stressed from work, and you need to be ta...en care of. And I'm quite good at it, I took lessons back home. Like real massage lessons. And massage should be in the job description of housekeeping, since the house owner is still a part of the house" she told me as seriously as possible."What do you mean by that?" I asked her raising my eyebrows."Uh... I mean... you know..." she was. He'd spend most of my visit watching the wrestling or boxing, jeering and shouting at the tiny black & white telly. I'd often notice he'd grab at his crotch when he was yelling at the telly, " Go on, mash his face in, get the bugger on the mat you useless twat ". Nana would just chuckle and roll her eyes at him, and warn him about his language in front of 'the bairn'. I'd often find myself mimicing Grandpa by clutching at my crotch through my shorts, there was something about the big burly men. My name is Peta by the way. Sara I said, no problems i didnt mind, what is he I asked. He is a Caucasian shepherd dog, Peta replied, as she stood i saw her give me a casual all over look, then her eyes twinkled with a smile as she asked where i was going. To save explaining i was heading to the nude end i just pointed in the general dirrection, Ohh the nudie end ! with a smile and slight rise of her eyes, then for a split second a hungry look flashed over her face, I blushed again and stood. Andy helped prolong her orgasm when he stopped the motions with his thumb and transferred them to the finger that still rested inside Regan's pussy.She broke their kiss again with a shudder that seemed to go all the way through her. She was panting when she put her head on his shoulder – her pussy and ass still open for inspection from whoever sat behind her."I can't believe I just came again," she whispered. Andy was watching over Regan's shoulder. Paul's eyes were still locked on Regan's.