He didn't hesitate and she didn't stop what she was doing. Tom's cock was hard as a rock, it fit nicely in between Ms. Christie's cheeks as she smooth...ly and softly rubbed her ass back and forth from one cheek to the other side to side and then back up and down. She kept doing that for a while and then she turned her body over and rubbed her pussy lips all over Tom's cock while forcing her boobs in his face. Tom could barely concentrate on anything but he managed to coax Ms. Christie a little. " The Skipper's voice trailed off as he turned to look at what the Professor was staring at - Ginger walking toward them still without a stitch of clothing on. Not even so much as a palm leaf.The Skipper stood frozen like a statue, transfixed by the erotic vision before him. He realized that his imagination's mental undressing had not done Ginger's body any justice. Especially the all over tan. Where the hell had she been able to do that, Skipper wondered.A part of Skipper's brain urged him to. .. "Hope you don’t mind the fire, I always like the room to be hot when I am massaged, the oil is on the side, I am all yours....”Slowly sliding the towel off her Andre admired the smooth body that lay before him. “Just relax you are in good hands, I am sure I can relieve that tension for you….” Starting to relax Eva felt her muscles start to release as her body sank deeper into the bench, his strong slippery hands working her flesh........hands moving down her back working the knots out her. He spent the next day drifting through his work barely paying attention to the various cases that he dealt with. He couldn’t get her image out his mind. The date on the paper was the 12th of December three days from then. He didn’t know how he would last that long without hearing her voice. Two day later, he was in agony. He didn’t mind though it was the sort of glorious worried/excited pain that you get when you really want something but you worry so much about whether or not it will go right.