So I called my masseur anil again during Saturday daytime.He comes only at daytime. My room was empty .This time I had planned to have sex with him as... well as get a massage.He came.Told me to take off my clothes.I did .Fully naked in front of him,told me to lie down on my back.He poured oil on my stomach and started spreading all over my body with his hand.While he was doing it.I placed my left hand on his crouth and started rubbing it slowly.He didn’t say word,just went about doing his work.As. ‘Aw, man, meetings are boring!’ Now even Chrissie looked at Laura. ‘It shouldn’t take too long…Laura, what the hell is up with you?’ Laura exhaled. ‘Nothin’, alright! Just leave me alone!’ Then she pushed her way past Chrissie and me, leaving the two of us looking at each other in bewilderment. Finally we shrugged and followed the stomping Laura into the living room. Tonya was already seated on the couch and was munching the first of two thick sandwiches. ‘You seem to be feeling better,’ I. I start at your shoulders, smoothing it in. Down your back, around your sides, feeling your breasts as I go, a small giggle from you as I continue down your back. Then on to your lovely bum. Massaging the lotion in. "Mmmm, that's nice." you say. You adjust your position slightly and open your legs, just enough for me to see that wonderful shaven pussy. I stroke it with the tips of my fingers, another giggle and then a moan as I make contact with your clit. I continue down and finish the back of. “I’m getting it ready,” Amy replied.“That’s my job,” I shot back.“I’m just helping out a little,” Amy said.By the time we pulled into my apartment complex, Amy had brought herself to at least one if not two cataclysmic orgasms, one of which resulted in her grabbing my stiff cock as I tried to safety maneuver into a parking spot.Somehow, we made it to my apartment and between the front door and my bedroom, we left a trail of clothes. Amy was practically uncontrollable. She had a model-like.