That I love massaging women that really is an understatement.

I love massaging women of any shape, size, gospel or coloring material. I have been massaging charwoman ; purely as a hobby for to a greater extent than 15 years now all around the world and every time is an all new experience.

Let me part with you one such on-key experience, sometime ago, in the US of A. She had advertised on Craig 's lean for a housework job. When I contacted her, she mentioned that she needs to see the home and then quote her charge per unit. She came over on a Saturday forenoon and I was pleasantly proud of to see a young soundly looking lilliputian Spanish people girl instead of a Hugh Dowding old maid.

I asked her she was ok to process here and she said yes, but quoted me a figure which was above market. I reasoned with her that this was far too expensive and could we wreak it down a bit or do a part barter. She asked me what kind of barter, the stake in her picking up. I said I would pay you this practically and would also give you a free full body massage. She did n't say which made not so piddling boy rise in anticipation. She agreed finished the work after which I asked her to go into the bedroom undress and lay face down on the bed for me. She called me in when she was set up and I went in, lit a dyad of incense candles, dimmed the lights a bit to create the modality and started very slowly applying cocoa butter and massaging her neck. She had a sail draped on her. I undressed down to my underclothing. Her consistence was pie-eyed and tense with expectation ; I slowly relaxed her with modest sensuous strokes. I slowly slid the canvass down to the small of her binding and asked her if she would prefer oil instead. She had relaxed a bit by now and said `` That 's Fine ''.

I then switched to lavender Oil and started massaging her back from the crack of her derriere to the base of her neck in foresighted salon stokes. She sighed and let her organic structure go limp, after about 15 min, I then threw off the sheets. She did tense up up a bit but I immediately started working on the small of her back and she relaxed once again.

I kept looking at her in all her naked gloriole, Mind you I had seen hundreds of naked daughter before, each one special, but this ace tegument has a wonderful lowly pore grain to it, smooth as silk. Her pussy brim were smooth as a baby 's bottom. I started working on her butt, wonderfully tight, impertinent and blemish free. I took some oil and poured it in the cleft of her butt, the oil trickling down to her pussycat lips, pink and moist before the oil reached them, even moister now. She shivered as the cold oil ran down between her laughingstock cheeks, little goose blow appearing on her laughingstock buttock. I massaged away. Once in a while my handwriting darted into the crack of her stooge massaging her butt hole but stopping just short of her purulent lips. I could now see her pussy trembling with anticipation.

I then parted her legs and continued massaging the interior of her thigh and continued downwards all the way till her toes. She sighed and said `` that 's heavenly please do n't stop '' I did n't intend to. I slowly made my way up her thighs once again up to the peak where my digit were massaging tantalizing cheeseparing to her pussy. I could now see her purulent juices trickling down onto the bed. I said `` Turn over '' with a sparkle pat on her butt. She turned over and my middle drank in her dish. counterpart summit of cristal tipped with pink pleasant-tasting tips, flowing into a nicely formed navel down to the vale of heaven. Every thing was firm and just right. This is going to be fun, I told myself as I started to work on her chest. I trickled some oil in between her breast and started to massage them, taking aid not to touch the knocker itself but around it. She closed her center and her breath started coming in light sharp breaths.

I drew otiose roundabout around them with the medal of my hands, marveling at their steadiness and texture. Needless to say not so little junior was bursting at the seams. As I was kneeling in movement of her, she could see the massive bulge and I am sure that added to all the excitement. My hands then traveled down to her venter. I poured some oil into her belly push and she gasped. I then inserted a finger in there and kept squishing the oil in and out gently. She clutched my thigh and a slight groan escaped her back talk. As I kept doing her abdomen, she started to stroke my thigh, coming tantalizing close to my dick. She had a sly smile on her face. Aha she is playing the same game that I am ... .nice I then started to get into a 69ish billet in the mother wit left my second joint for her to stroke while I theatrical role lay down and massaged her legs, taking meter to do her inner thigh with long lingering stroking. Her snatch was pulsating and she suddenly said `` why are you torturing me ''. I said `` I do n't bonk what you mean, please do let me cognise why you think so '' She said `` well there are some voice of my trunk which you have grossly neglected '' I said '' no they are extra and I always save the best for last ''

Since that was explained, both of us knew, we always did really, what was coming up next on the menu. I continued massaging her until she could n't stand it any longer. She took my script and laid it directly on her very wet pussy. No language were spoken, no Logos were needed, and both of us knew exactly what she wanted. I started to massage her cunt with the pedestal of my hand, pouring a little more than oil. Her pussy was now slippery with oil and her juices ; I then parted the back talk and slowly started a tattoo along the inside of her lips with my fingerbreadth. She was now on fire ; she was moaning in low pharyngeal consonant sounds and after sometime started bucking. I changed the pace ever so frequently, fast to slack to fast and so on. She was on flame. All of a sudden I increased the speed and she matched it by bucking her pelvis violently against my hand. I leapt up the tempo and just as I sensed the wave of her sexual climax was building to a crescendo, I swooped onto one of her boob and took the tit into my mouth. She came like there was no tomorrow, in wave after wave. She gripped my thigh whistle I continued to do what I was doing until she begged me to contain. I then lay down with my head teacher on her thighs, savoring the after issue of the coming with my optic, my hands caressing her body. She was languid now, utterly relaxed and said

'' Thank you that was fantastic. I wish this never stops ''

She got up and said '' It 's my turning now '' She asked me to lie face down and whipped off my underwear. She then straddled me, sitting on my thighs and poured some oil on my back. She was n't a big massager, but I did n't take care, coz I was waiting to see how this was going to turn out. She rubbed rather than massaged my vertebral column rather hurriedly and then moved down to my butt. Here she slowed down her stride and took her time rubbing it, stroking it, squeezing it. She then got up and sat to my side, circularize my ramification, then my ass face and pelt oil right on my anus. I shivered in anticipation and said to myself ... No she is not going to finger anus. She did n't at least not for the time being but most definitely did rub that entire area. The sensation made my not so little Jr ever harder in anticipation. She then reach down and cupped my globe and continued to massage them gently for a very farsighted prison term. Just my orb I was waiting for her to stroke my shaft but she was content in just paying aid and a lot of it ... just to my bollock. It was heavenly and I savored the feeling and sentiency, she then abruptly left them and quickly rubbed the respite of my legs and said"good turn Over ''

I could n't agree with her Sir Thomas More. My penis was so taught by that point of prison term I thought it would explode. When I turned over, she gasped. It was the first clock time she was meeting the not so trivial one. She just said `` Very skillful '' and straddled me again on my thighs. She spent some time on my chest. Playing with my nipples and then made lazy roundabout on my stomach all the time her eyes never leaving my member. Every metre she did something to excite me, my member twitched and that is what kept her oculus fixated on it the whole metre. She seemed fascinated by the power in her to make it flip at will. She then came tantalizingly close to holding it, but much to my dismay, overlooked it and started rubbing my thigh and pegleg. Her cubital joint brushed against my cock many times and I do accept that maven was amazing. She would linger every metre her human elbow brushed, but never did she once hold it. I was going en and the twitching was ever present. She just smiled and licked her lips reveling in her new found top executive to make my pecker vellication. She then abruptly got up and said '' massage over '' Disappointed as I was I just lay there and said thanks. Just as I was about to get up she pushed me down and said oh waiting"there is one important orbit I have overlooked

She said '' There is one area that I overlooked ''.

She pushed me down back on the bed and pour oil on my inguen in a slowly trickle, she then massaged all the expanse around my pecker. Once again she paid especial care to my balls. My shaft was crying for attending, she knew it too, all the while whilst she was fondling my musket ball she was blowing hot air ( her breath ) on my shaft. All of a sudden she swooped down and engulfed my spear in her mouth. She rolled it in her oral cavity and slowly started to take it in and out, sliding my knob against the inner part of her nerve heaven. She then nibbled on my node and the underside of my scape, her fingers never leaving my balls. She then swooped onto my balls and sucked and licked them with zestfulness, just pausing to say Yuck when the taste of oil hit her tongue. I know knew why she had saved the unspoilt for last and hence had n't applied oil to my shaft. She continued to give love to my shaft for over 20 mo and every time she sensed I was about to amount, quickly squeezed the base of my shaft, to let my interjection subside. I could the control it no longer and told her I was coming. She stood up and took all of my cum on her pectus like a woman. She then rubbed it into her pectus and once again swooped down and engulfed my stopcock to soak up out the remnants and clean it up. She then lay down besides me continuing to stroke it, hoping for an encore. After a while, we got up and went t o the lavatory to shower down. We soaped each early lazily, taking special tending to area of great stake. All that soaping and rubbing under the shower made us horny again. Without boost ado, I grabbed her, under the exhibitor and raised her, thereby positioning her juicy cunt directly above my John Rock severely dick. She said wait and quickly dropped down to her articulatio genus, the shower whipping on both of us .