..water falling all over her body and Jacks tongue slurping around in her pussy.His tongue did so much better of a job at soothing her than the water ...jet had, and made it hard for her to lay still. She reached for something to grab and found nothing so she moved her hands up to run through her hair before sliding down to grab hold of her tits and hanging onto those. He continued to lick, making wet noises that drove her wild, which made wetter noises...He really knew how to get his tongue up in. However, what transpired next would be one of those unique experiences that would leave a very indelible impression in my time as a masseur.As Cindy stroked Paige’s cheeks, her gaze deepened and her smile was replaced with a more serious energy. They both stopped smiling at each other.“What’s going on?” I wondered to myself.Then it happened.Cindy stopped stroking Paige’s cheeks, held her face gently and planted a slow open mouth kiss on her.My jaw must have dropped and I am sure my eyes must. And those eyes ... I really did lose myself in those deep emerald eyes of hers. It felt like my essence spilled out of my body through my eyes and into hers. For a moment or two, there was no discernable Paul or Jane ... just one moving, writhing, completely blissful being.When we finished, I lay there on my back. Jane on her side under my arm with one leg thrown over me, snoring quietly and I smiled as I recalled Pastor Steven's words. A glimmer of understanding opened up about what he'd. Someone had been vivisecting her and had excised her tongue, breasts, and sexual organs.Judging by the cracked teeth, the skin and blood under her fingernails and the fact that her palms had the flesh torn down to the bone, the pathologist thinks she was deliberately kept conscious until the end."Stephen looked down at the photo of a very pretty blonde, smiling and saluting proudly in her girl-scout uniform. He turned back to the supervisor and stared at him until the man had to look away. "She.