I value ourfriendship and don’t want to ruin it.”I never tried to kiss her again. We remained friends,and still spent much time together i...n her room,listening to records.One night, she asked for a backrub. She lay on herstomach, and I went to work on her shoulders, working myway down as far as the waistband of her sweatpants.There was nothing sexual or even remarkable about it.However, the next night she asked again. This time, soonafter I had started, she said, “Wait, let me. She wasn’t long and sat down again and he started groping her tits again only now he was working his way up under her sweat shirt and she was making no move to stop him, I'm fact she leaned forward a bit so he could slide her shirt up a bit. It was then I realised what had happened on her trip to the toilet, the randy bitch had taken her bra off and he was getting a good feel of naked tit.I had to shuffle a bit, my cock was throbbing and in an awkward position, he froze, thinking I was awake. He was completely out of his sheath with the twin bulges of his knot free and exposed, but not fully swollen.i licked around his length - 7" before his knot, and another 2" including it - as his precum started squirting onto my cheeks and over my breasts. i concentrated hard on not cumming just yet. now was the time and no turning back.i pushed him away from my pussy and got up on all fours, presenting myself before his nose. he lapped at me from my hard clit up to my asshole fast, and despite. As he moved to my shoulders, I felt his strong hands expertly working the muscles moving down to my upper back. The heat in my labia continued to grow and goosebumps arose all over my body. I had not been touched in over three weeks since Jacque had left on his business trip. The rest of the first half of massage with me lying face down was wonderful. Not sexual in any way. But as he moved his strong hands down the sides of my torso, pushing on the sides of my breasts, a chill moved down.