I smelt him, drew his musky scent into my nostrils. He teased the knickers aside and lapped at my intimate flesh. My slit was dripping, my clit aching... for his touch. He teased. Fuck, how he teased me. Probing and flicking. Tickling and licking.There. Oh, God, yes. Right on the button. I ran my hands down over my tits, my ribcage, my taut belly, my velvet pubic mound. Mmm. Soft lips sucked on my index finger. I buried it inside me and offered it to his lips again. He sucked it clean. Now his. I put on my sexy black lace push up bra, black lace suspender belt and thigh high pantyhose. I put on my new short black skirt, and tight button up red shirt, which shows my large breasts off to perfection. I spray on some perfume and put on my stilettos. As you arrive to pick me up, your eyes almost pop out of your head. On the trip to the restaurant, its all you can do to keep your hands off me in the car. You rest your hand on my stockinged leg, and allow your hands to ride up my leg, under. I was a little slow I guess, because Curtis asked her before I thought to do it. What caused the dust-up was Maggie tellin' Curtis no, and then tellin' me yes when I asked her the next day.Me and Curtis were about the same size, but I had been puttin' in some hard days on the farm, and now at the gas station, so I was in pretty good shape. Curtis looked good, but I reckoned he was soft. When he got up close to my face and started chewin' on me, I pushed him away. He had god-awful breath.Well,. As she was around 28 years of age.. I asked her about the reason she wanted to have a massage.. She said she didn’t have any massage since it is not so lucrative in our society..She was convinced about my identity now. We then decided to have our session at safest place(not mentioned).She told her family that she is going to be at her friends place. And we decided to have our session at Friday night so that we will get to know each other and have a long session of massage where I will free her.