She got off the lounger and knelt down next to me. I felt a few drops hit my back as she tilted the bottle. “you’ll like this.” she seemed prett...y certain. As she spread the oil over my back, I found I didn’t mind her touching me. As a sensualist I’ve accepted all sorts of attentions to feel good. From men only, of course. But this was very pleasant. Her hand gently kneaded my smooth flesh as she spread the slick liquid. Occasionally she’d dip down my side to get some on my front. Her fingers. Linda flinched at her touch, and immediately Margaret slapped her firmly across each cheek."Did I tell you to move?" her voice snapped loudly in the quiet of the room."No, Ma'am," the girl whispered, and I saw her hands move to grip her ankles to prevent herself from moving should another blow warm her cheeks.I joined Margaret at the bed's edge and cupped her breasts, letting my fingers trap and squeeze her hard nubby nipples.My mouth muffled Margaret's gasps of pleasure as it enveloped hers. "Yes, I promise Michele," Steve said, the sincerity was clearly evident in his voice."Good; now kiss me and get me randy again and if you're lucky I'll suck on you for a while before I let you fuck me again," Michele reached for him.They spent another four days in the cottage and Steve lived up to his end of the bargain. Michele rose early and was allowed to use bathroom unencumbered; then she returned to her room and made herself up and get dressed. She even allowed Steve to check out her. I can feel your bulge as we stand hip to hip, leaning against your car. My hands slide from your shoulders down to slip in between us to grope at your crotch which is starting to bulge. I moan softly then suggest we be on our way, so we can hurry back.We step apart and you open the door for me. I sit down then let my coat fall open a bit so you can see a flash of the lace towards the top of my stockings. You grin as you realize I have nothing else on under my coat. As you walk around the.