“You shave your pussy?”“Yes, I do. My girlfriends and I like taking turns shaving each other’s pussy. And I love the feeling of your hand touc...hing my pussy too.”“Same with me.” Dan separated her young lips sliding two fingers inside her damp hole. Abby turned her head back to the game below as she felt Dan’s finger entering her. Abby’s hungry pussy easily accepted his exploring fingers. She was already soaking wet inside with yearning anticipation. She sighed as she felt two fingers entering. Then she saw the sign in the entranceway. It read “Shirts and shoes required. No pets.”“Oh, damn ... No dogs allowed,” she said, and turned to Joey. “We may have to find another...” she started to say, but she stopped, looking at the boy. The dog was gone. “Where’s Scrappy?”He whispered, “I’m holding him.”She looked. His hands were empty. “What?” she started, but then she noticed his left hand was curled up oddly, as if it could be holding something. His skin compressed strangely in his hand,. ‘Hi, I’m Tracey — my husband Frank and I own the Spa. We’ll be working on you today.’ The woman radiated warmth and Marianne took to her immediately. ‘Both of you?’ Tracey nodded, flashing a dazzling row of perfect white teeth. ‘Our massages are very special, we don’t just get rid of the knots, we make sure to relax you and pamper you. When we’re done, you’ll feel like a million dollars.’ Tracey gave Marianne a good, long look and commented ‘Wow — you have great legs, all long and sexy and. "Shh, you'll get everything you want" he whispered into my ear. My pussy tightened up at the promise in his voice. I wanted to feel him pounding my snatch harder than I had felt anyone fuck me in the past. I wanted him deeper inside me then any guy ever had been before. He quickened his pace, and I could feel him hit deeper with every thrust. A hand released from my hip and grabbed a handful of my hair and snapped my head back. With my back arched as far as I could go, I stared up and behind.