The masseuse was now going to town on my cock while I was edging closer and closer to the American's pussy. Then she arched her back, widened her legs...slightly, and was breathing really heavily. The masseuse nodded at me. "Go on," she mouthed.I needed no encouragement. I slipped two fingers inside and started to fingerfuck her. Slowly at first, but then quicker and quicker. As her bum was pushed back up at me, I was also able to rub her clit for all I was worth. The masseuse was loving this and. "What a nice gesture! See, no harm done."Her sigh went unheard beneath her mask. "You can't let them think thatbehavior is acceptable just because it doesn't bother you. Most womenaren't fans of random groping." I think they shouldn't let a few hugs bother them so much." Where do you get off dictating how other people should feel?"He put a hand on her helmet. "I don't want to fight."She tried to push him away but he wouldn't allow it. "See? This isexactly the problem. You're bigger than. Allison's tight jeans unintentional did showcase the bubbliness of her buttocks, and her form-fitting polo shirt betrayed the unusual largeness of her breasts for her short stature. But, as far as she could tell, she had been dressing and acting in a professional manner and that joke felt completely out of place. She was ready to escalate a formal complaint all the way to head office... until everyone laughed. Even the only two other woman in the whole office didn't share her disgust but joined. I bent over and backed myself against the cold tile shoving the dildo deeper. I groaned and began slowly bouncing myself against the tiles.The end was like a suction cup that stuck to the wall of the shower. The more I bounced the longer the strokes became and soon I was pounding it deep against my own will. My soapy hands began rubbing my hard nipples and cupping my breasts.What was I doing? I wanted to stop. But my body wasn’t going to stop and soon I was rocketing to a huge orgasm. My.