I could feel her juice coming out whenever I go near her pussy.Then I asked her to turn to her front side and I assured her to cover her pussy with th...e towel. Now her boobs were covered with a bra hanging loosely and pussy covered with a towel. Only now I can see her eyes. She is so much turned with the massage. I asked how is the massage for which she said your hands are doing magic.Now I asked her to remove her bra and gave another small towel to cover her boobs. She did as I said without any. "Rachel…what, oh my God."She sucked on them like a new babe nursing at its mother's breast. Nibbling gently on them, running her tongue over and around them, I felt them grow harder and longer than they had ever been before. They felt as if they were about to explode. By the time she released them and started kissing her way down my chest and over my trembling belly they throbbed almost painfully."Ohhhh…feels so fucking good…Rachel. Never knew…"Rachel dropped to her knees and pulled my sopping. Definitely excited."She glanced downward. As she stepped forward, warm fingers encircled my shaft. "I can see that, sir." A soft kiss. A giggle. "A shower, then?"We did shower. I always loved showering with a happy female. A feminine form that offered so many delights of touch and texture when soft and clean and dry offered a whole new set when wet and slicked down with soap and warm water.We bathed each other slowly, lovingly. I shampooed her hair, she with her back to me, and she backed into. He remembered how warm and juicy her hot cunt is, how fantastic it felt to be inside her, how she desired him and took him so completely inside of her. He had never been wanted so completely by a woman. There she was spread eagle at the hospital during working hours.The fear of being caught was intoxicating and arousing. He felt his knees get weak and instinctively he went down between her begging thighs. His tongue obeyed her wishes. He placed it slowly between her lips and fingers. Her.