I was instantly turned on. Reading her filthy messages gave me a huge hardon and I knew I'd need to see to it immediately. So I headed down to the cha...nging room, knowing no one else was still in the building (I did give a few shout outs to make sure!).Each side of the room had a row of lockers with a bench in front of it. They faced each other. I sat down on one and slid my pants down. My erection burst out of my boxers. Remembering the hard core sex that me and my friend used to have, I. I was getting a boner and tried to hide it. After two more glasses of beer and a few cigarettes, we were both utterly relaxed. She started to look at my crotch and I really couldn't hide it any more. Her halter started to loosen up a bit and I could tell she wore no panties. How old are you now she asked? s*******n, I said. Am i giving you a boner? Yes, I stuttered out. Would you like to see my tits? She asked? Oh yes I exclaimed! OK. She then loosened her halter and out fell two. No fat, not even a small "love handle" marred the masseuse's body. April was envious, as she had fought for years with crunches to get her 'baby fat' under control. April's eyes wandered upwards on the masseuse's body, looking for imperfections. She finally found one: a small mole on the masseuse's left cheek. But it looked more like a beauty mark.Then the masseuse pivoted like a dancer on her toes and April gasped audibly. The masseuse's breasts completed the perfection April was beholding.. “No, don’t you dare laugh!” she said. “Let’s just keep referring to her as ‘my cunt’; I get turned on talking that way with you, too.”She continued riding me; sliding up and down, and caressing and squeezing her breasts as she did. I held her backside tight, letting my fingers slide around to her arse crack. I pressed a finger to her tight little arsehole, and she moaned softly.“Can you push your finger in a bit?” she asked.I pushed my index finger in, feeling the resistance of her sphincter.