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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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This happened last Saturday..was jus browsing through this site and checking if
any lady wants to have a good full body massage & was posting 'any sexy lady
need massage?'..Luckily got a response from a couple..
They live in leamington..so I was ok distance wise as well..
Long story short..had 2-3 texts about mutual preferences & suitable times and
there I was knocking on their door around half past 12..
The man in his mid-40s open the door for me and asked me to be confortable..
I had already asked them to heat some oil so that will not waste time once I
reach..Then came the lady..WoW WoW Wow..she was not at all looking like mid
40s..had a well maintained body..As decided earlier, the husband was supposed
sit back, relax and watch the massage..and get some good view too 
As we entered the room, we undressed to our innerwears,went to bed and she lied
on it..She was lying face down on her bed..I took some warm oil, and started
working the tension out of her back. My hands glide along her muscles, my
fingers finding her knots and forcefully working them out. Working on a bed
isn't the easiest for a massage, so I crawled up and straddled her body,
allowing my weight to rest on her bum. I couldn't help but be aroused by being
this close, this intimate. I moved my hands up to her shoulders, digging into
the pressure points at the back of her neck. My fingers tracing the chords down
her neck. I love the feel of hair through my fingers, so I continued up and
massaged her scalp. I scootch my body upwards, now resting some weight on the
small of her back. Wiggling, trying to hide my arousal. I almost thought she
was asleep by the way her breath was deep and rhythmic, but as I found her sore
spots, she moans.
Before I can even blink, she quickly flips over, the sheet still covering her
upper body. "Now my thighs. They're really tight after my workout yesterday." I
smile. I guess she doesn't work out.but who cares..
I start my hands on her thigh, pushing along the outside of her leg. I can see
her smile in what I hope is pleasure, as my fingers massage her muscles. As I
begin another stroke up her leg, she spreads her legs, surprising me, and
forcing my hands to the inside of her thigh. I run my hand up as far as I dare,
I can almost feel the heat from her pussy against my fingertips. "Further" she
whispers huskily.
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