However, Unni on meticulously cleaning the toe and the heels of her feet, has used a towel to dry her feet. After that, Unni has asked Anita “Ma’a...m, please push you up on the bed…I have cleaned you feet… do you want me to apply any cream on your feet… “. Anita, by now, must have some sensual organ shaken that has left in her an awkward feeling of sensation. She has opined within herself that Unni’s hand must have some role to play in tickling her sensation in such vigorous manner. Obviously,. If he didn’t want a hand job, so be it, I’d take off. No harm, no foul.His knees dropped onto the floor and moved below the partition into my stall. His cock and balls were clean shaven. His soft uncut cock was about three inches long and average thickness.I started by reaching under his cock and fondling his balls. I rolled them around in my hand and very gently squeezed them, individually and together. Then I went after his cock. I fisted it and moved my hand back and forth. His knob was wet. We spread the oil with our hands, massaging as we went, working it into breasts and nipples and into her slit. My hand was glibly sneaking into her opening, the girl watching in amazement as my hand all but disappeared inside the woman's body."Don't stop, girl, help me!" I pleaded with her and indicated that she should continue to fondle the breasts and nipples.As she did this, the lady reached out and stuck her hand between the girl's legs. And she must have done something which I hadn't done. One of those women you just know are voracious in bed. It didn’t take long to find out. As we got ready to leave I wondered what her impression of me had been. Would she want to see me again, or would she cut her losses and move on? By nature I am a gentleman, so without giving it any thought I walked her to her car and opened the door for her. She started to get in and then stopped, pausing to look into my eyes. Then she stood again. "Mark, did you notice I ate all my vegetables?" Without.