She was having pink lips.I massaged her legs up to her bums and stopped there for a little while to have a good view of her ass. Then applied oil on h...er bums and massaged. They were soft and shaking like jelly while I massaged. When I touched her pussy region from the ass crack she left a moan.As she had asked for a little exotic massage I couldn’t finger her pussy as many of my customers are strict. Then I made her turn around and applied oil on her upper body. Her nipples were already erect.. The boy knew what they intended, and reacted accordingly. Such sweet begging. Boys so disliked having their cocks tortured! Which, of course, was the whole point. The Goddess smiled down upon the sexual torture of young male slaves, the Head Priestess always said. It prepared their souls for her realm, where they suffered for her eternally, tortured and ****d by her and her ferocious demonesses.Lenarta sniffed at the superstitious nonsense stuck in her head. No one really believed that stuff,. ” Christine said. “What?” Scott looked up. “I said, sure, why not.” Christine repeated. Scott was sure she was joking until sheremoved the keys from her small purse and tossedthem to him. Even then, he couldn’t believe she wasactually going to let him drive a car so valuable. “My husband kept this garaged for most ofthe year, taking it out only for special occasions.”she said as she walked around to the passenger side.“Me, I think a car is meant to be used. What use is athing of beauty if. Only thing was, it hurt me rather than her. My hand would sting and wrist would ache. It was like slapping concrete. Lynne thought I was strange when I asked her to where nice underwear. She was very sporty and played a lot of netball and tennis in summer. In winter she swam and played squash. I masturbated many times into her plain cotton sweaty sports knickers. They were very pungent after all that exercise. Dream world. She wasn't one for getting dressed up and my interest in her wasn't.