They were very skilled with the scissors and didn't cut me thank god, but if they had I doubt I would have been able to even cry out. Believe me, at t...his point I was trying as hard as I could to move or talk or anything!After I was completely naked she rubbed the cream on her hands and began to spread it all over my body. I must admit that her hands did feel good on me, and she gave me one of the best rubdowns I had ever had. As she did she explained to me that something had already been done. I don’t have to tell you what she felt down there. Her pinkie grazed the waistband. Then she moved down until her whole hand rested on the sweaty crotch. Her face went blank, and she pulled in her chin and screwed her eyes down. Then she smirked and plucked the elastic like a rubber band. It snapped against my leg.“Getting warm down there?” she whispered.I had no answer to that.“Do you touch yourself?”I had no answer to that, either.“Come on,” she said. “I won’t laugh.”“Only a couple times,” I. Isat there and looked at it in the mirror. It was something I had neverseen before so up close. My left hand slowly made its way to it. It wassurreal the first few seconds. My index finger separated the lips and I saw the pink that was normalwhen you separated them and it was a little moist and then I touched thelittle button and it felt so good. I was pressing another finger inthere and the pressure felt good. I took my eyes away from what my lefthand was doing and saw both of my nipples. I guess he liked my taste.I dipped my hand into my wet pussy a few more times and he would lick it all off. OK, where was this going? Doing this was exciting but fairly harmless. I knew the next step was to see if he would lick directly from the source, my pussy. The only thing I was nervous about at this point was getting caught. I knew that was unlikely but I got up and check all the doors to make sure they were locked. When I sat back down in my big office chair I pulled up the tshirt.