Then I worked my way back up inside the thigh. I got very close to her pussy, just like the other day. Difference was that there was no material betwe...en my hand and her naked pussy. I told myself to go for it and massaged her all the way her inner thigh. My hand ever so lightly touched her pussy lips, she moaned a little and moved her hips in a small thrusting movement. I don't think it was a conscious move, only her body reacting to my touch. Then I started to work on the other side. I worked. If I did, I couldn’t tell you what it was.Most of my time was spent keeping an eye on things. Making sure nobody wandered off a cliff, or fell into the river. It wasn’t dull, really. But after a couple of days, it got routine.Suzy asked me one morning if I could find something to vary the menu that night. I thought about it and suggested either pheasant or grouse. I knew of a meadow not too far, that was prime bird hunting. Suzy got more than excited. She had some left-over cornbread for a. Usually our mutual massages took place on the couch downstairs with the "rubber" sitting beside or behind the "rubbee". It was comfortable feeling the heat of her crotch on my ass. I relaxed as she kneaded my back. Candy rubs my back, but she doesn't have the skill her daughter does. Mandy really gets down and into the tight muscles.She worked her way from my shoulders to my waist. I was thoroughly relaxed. Then she scooted back a bit and pulled the sheet down, uncovering my ass and thighs. It. She says she needs to talk to you, and that it's urgent." "That fucking bitch," Dr. Mathias grumbles in disgust. "Her lawyer, Satan, probably has more papers he wants me to sign for her." The dentist has been going through a particularly nasty divorce, and while he's tried to be as upbeat as possible at work, in between patients he can often be heard in the seclusion of his office, punching the walls. "Tell Hitler I'll be right there," he says to the secretary, who nods in sympathy and exits..