She in a crying tone requested me if i could massage her foot. For a second i thot this is a chance i shud not miss as we 2 were alone in the room and... also every1 was busy down there in the party. So i slowly placed her legs on the bed and started massaging. I started with her ankle n slowly slowly reached her knees n lower thighs. I thot she might object me getting closer to her pussy but god was in my favor. She started rubbing her legs on my palms so as to i can feel her thighs properly. But. Her hotel room was L shaped with a desk tucked in the corner I sat at the desk and got to work on the laptop,Trudy was in the bedroom area,“ Listen babe I need to get ready for the meeting so I am going to grab a shower” ,What she didn’t realize was the mirror on the desk gave me a perfect view as she stripped off she was chatting away, her breasts were amazing on such a small rack they looked stunning and for her age of mid 30s still very firm with deep red nipples, soon she was naked looking. His thin cotton robe was open, his cock loosely erect in his hand.He waved away an enormous moth with the comic. It danced clear, then fluttered right back in front of him. He focused.It was no moth; it was a girl, no more than six inches tall, with green wings and bobbed red hair.A fairy, in fact. He smothered his warning skepticism. There was a fairy in his garden! She liked him! Don't scare her off!He dropped comic and cock, smiling in admiration. Her body was slender, with a smooth crease. Pausing by her mirror, she stole a moment to glance at her body. Her breasts were firm, the nipples on them hard in the cool morning air. Her stomach had a nice curve leading down towards her feminine treasure, lightly covered in hair. She turned this way and that, admiring herself in the mirror, her hands absently touching her body, eliciting little sparks of excitement. As her hand crossed her breast, her nipple hardened a little more, and her hand was drawn towards it, squeezing the firm.