Light massage.Good one.Now I am his regular client.Once every month. Recently I couldn’t get hold of him.His phone was stitched off.Last month I got... hold of it.I asked where he was?Why no contact.He said he suffered a bike accident,broke his hand and leg.Was in hospital.Got a surgery done.He is stitched up.Got lots of stitches on his hand and leg.I told him to never mind.I was going to goa for diwali vacation.Invited him too.He came.So its both of us.We stayed at dona paula.Near the jetty is a. Even kneed the man in his groin. But he used some sort of sleeping drug on me. Then he tied us both to these chairs. Now I was staring at Jeanne, gagged, with her breasts exposed. The man had masturbated on her. And when he was done, he touched my vagina with his semen covered fingers. Nobody other than our family doctor had ever touched me down there before. Even when I touched myself, masturbated, I always kept my underwear on. Would I get pregnant? Then the man attached the vibrator between. Your arm reaches across me and rests on my breast, and you stroke across my nipple, sending a thrill through me. You lean in and sweep my hair aside, placing your lips softly at the back of my neck. You know how I love that. I inhale deeply and my hand snakes its way behind me, down to your cock. I stroke it. You are already hard. I want you now, I am so hot for you.You pinch my nipple as you suck and nibble on my neck. Your hand moves slowly down across my hips and towards my inner thigh You. Short bursts of pleasure and then yes I can feel them again.The lips massaging the head as she lowers her self to me. "Ohh god, more" I plead, "come closer" and she leans forward. Her nipple brushing my lips. It is so swollen and my lips grip them as she rocks back and forth on me, her areole rigid as I lick it, flicking the swollen nipple each time and there she goes again. Quickly replacing her the tight walls again grip me this time more inviting, more lubricated and she slips her breast to.