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“I’ll be your masseuse for the evening,” I tell her as I arrange myself between her legs.
She giggles. A sound that I love. “What services do you provide?”
“A sensual massage.” I pour a dollop of oil into the palm of my hands and rub them together.
“What, no extras?” she asks with a pout in her voice.
I chuckle. “That depends on whether the madam needs them or not. Only time will tell.”
I massage the oil into her left leg, starting at the foot and working my way up to her knee. She makes the same sounds of pleasure that she makes when we’re making love, and it signals all sorts of things to my brain.
Like my cock should be sheathed in her pussy, or I should be sucking something, not massaging.
I ignore my sex-obsessed brain and switch to the other leg. “Is the massage to the madam’s satisfaction?” I ask Marian in my fake foreign accent.
“Mmm, the masseuse could concentrate on my thighs, which are in terrible pain,” Marian says.
“Yes, of course,” I tell her. “Is it okay with madam if I push up her towel? Just for the massage, of course.”
Marian is silent for a moment as if she’s seriously considering the request. My cock is going mad, jerking around in my boxer briefs. It feels confined, locked up in jail.
“That will be fine but no further than necessary.” Marian’s voice is thick with what I’m sure is arousal.
“Yes, ma’am.”
I carefully push her towel further up to the point where I can see her ass cheeks.
“Madam has a beautiful body,” I tell her as I pour more oil into my hands and rub it over her thighs.
I make circles that go all the way to her inner thighs. She throws them further apart to give me access. Her scent of arousal wafts up my nose, and I let out a loud groan.
“Is there something the matter?” Marian asks.
“Hell no … um, everything’s under control,” I say, resuming my foreign accent.
Marian giggles.
My hands massage her inner thighs and go up until I can feel her curly pubes. She moans softly as I massage the outside of her pussy with feather-light strokes that have her squirming for more.
I’m so turned on by the softness of her skin, the scent of her arousal, and by the writhing movements that Marian is making on the bed. I pry the towel from her body, exposing her perfect curvy ass. I caress and then massage her ass cheeks and then move my hands up to her back and shoulders.
“One moment,” I say, five minutes later. I slip out of my boxer briefs and get back on the bed to kneel between her legs. I grip my cock and use it to tease her clit.
Marian raises her hips back and opens up her pussy for me.
“Fuck,” I say at the juices gleaming from the slit of her pussy. I rub the head of my cock up and down, coating it with her pussy juices.
“Please, Declan,” Marian says as she claws the beddings. “I need you. I want you.”
“I need you too, babe,” I tell her as I press the tip of my cock into her entrance. Her pussy walls give way, and I push my cock deeper and deeper.
It’s exquisite to have all of my cock buried in Marian’s sweet, hot pussy. I pull out completely and watch my cock go back in slowly. I grip her hips and nudge her further back so that her curvy ass is raised in the air. Heaven.
My grunts fill the room as I plunge my cock in and out in a steady rhythm. Marian’s sweet moans are music to my ears.
“Faster. Harder.” Her words spurred me on. She gyrates her hips, driving me insane with the sight of her ass jiggling. My cock is coated with juices, and it slides seamlessly, in and out.
“Yes,” Marian says. She pushes herself up on all fours taking more of my cock in.
I adjust my position and grip her hips. I thrust into her hard, once, twice, and on the third count, we come simultaneously, crying out each other’s names.
“You’ve turned me into someone I don’t recognize,” Marian says later as we lie side by side, facing each other.
I run a thumb over her lower lip. “I recognize you.”
Marian rolls her eyes. “I wish we were staying here all evening. Like this.”
“You know that wouldn’t happen,” I tell her. “It wouldn’t take too long before you’re riding me like a cowgirl.”
She giggles. “You paint a very vivid picture.”
I grow solemn. “Are you sure you’re okay going alone?”
“I’ll be fine,” Marian says. “If I go with you, I’ll just be hiding behind you. It’s time to face up to the fact that my dad has a new family and to accept them.”
“I found a bar that’s not too far from his address. All you’ll need to do is call, and I’ll be there in a flash,” I tell her.
