She was exhaling and inhaling slowly I played some light music in my mobile to make her more calm. Then I started my massage by pouring few drops mass...aging oil specially bought for her. Then I slowly started spreading oil on her back, started making slow motions with little pressure. She left out a hissing sound. I got confirmation that I have begun my massage successfully and was happy inside. Then I poured more oil on her back massaged her shoulders and back slowly.Then I moved to her waist. I guided my index finger down the soft new hairs upon her volcano. It was burning hot; liquid magma forming deep inside her body slowly spilled out onto my probe. Eruption was nearing.Gently to feel the movements of the slit, I pressed my index finger at the tip of her crack as she floated into the air. She was increasing in speed. Following my shaft up to the head, my finger slipped into her body’s fissure of life as she fell down with growing force. I wiped past a soaking, smooth bead. "Do you like that, Rachel?" she says as she removes her fingers and pounds them all the way in me once again. "I do, so much, carry on what you're doing because it feels incredible having you inside my pussy," I huskily reply. Feeling her fingers fucking my pussy, I begin to feel her use the other hand to massage my clit very softly."Do me a favour, Penelope; use your tongue. The thought of you circling it over my clit drives me wild," I smile. "Whatever you want, I'll give it to you, Rachel,. It didn't help. He downed one of the beers he was still carrying but that didn't seem to help much either. For some reason he had thought it might. Giving a shrug he turned slightly to his right and decided to try behind the next big dune.His unsteady steps carried him behind the next wall of sand and then he suddenly stopped short, staring down into the small depression. He shook his head harder this time. It was still there. In one long drink he downed the other cup and looked harder. Yes, it.