The Tempting Masseur: Part 1 free porn video

You walk into the room a little nervous but excited too. The air was warm and a little humid, it felt like there was energy there but you couldn't tell what it was. Your nose picked up at the sweet, fresh smell of clean laundry mixed with a hint of musky aftershave.

You looked around and remembered the instructions you had been given. "Take off all your clothes and put them on the chair. Except your panties, they could stay on.. for now." Perhaps that last bit was just what you had imagined, it sounded much more sexual when you repeated it in your mind. This wasn't supposed to be a sexual experience though was it?

You couldn't help but feel a little tingle at the thought. Perhaps he had been thinking something sexual and inappropriate too. Surely not, he seemed very polite and professional, you felt comfortable and safe here but there was this chemistry and sparkle you felt when you looked into his eyes.

You began to undress, thankful for the warm room and the privacy. You took your time and stretched. He had said this was his last appointment for the day and he had time to kill. You folded your clothes onto the chair and stood beside the table, your body naked but for the lacy briefs you had picked out as underwear. You looked up and saw your reflection in a mirror hanging across the wall. The soft lighting complimented your curves and smooth skin. You liked what you saw and the confidence felt good. Your hands went up to cup your soft, full breasts; bringing them up and letting the weight fall. Your nipples ran over the inside of your fingers sending a shudder through your body and making you gasp.

*Knock* *knock* "Are you ready?"

"Yes? Ah.. I mean no, wait a second."

Shit. You had lost track of time. You quickly adjusted your briefs and begin climbing onto the table. Damn.. you were wet already and he hadn't even started touching you. At least you had actually remembered to wear panties but they were going to be soaked through in no time.

You nestled into the massage table, face down and pulled the towel over you. It covered your legs and lower back but as you raised your arms to support your head your breasts spilled out a little to the side. Not much you could do about that really.

"Umm I'm ready now."

The door opened and a cool breeze trickled across your exposed skin, telling you all the places that you hadn't covered and may be open to inspection by the massage ther****t that you were trying so hard to have only clean thoughts about.

"So how are you feeling today?"

You responded as best you good, repeating what you had discussed in the waiting room. You felt the towels being adjusted around your body, your mind focusing in on each area that was touched. Your eyes were closed and your ears tuned into each new sound and movement. The rustle of clothing, the friction of the towel. The sound of oil slipping between his hands. Your body tensed at the first touch, you were expecting it but the feeling made your skin ripple and react. You felt a warmth spread from his hands and your whole body relaxed into the welcome touch. As you breathed in, you picked up the same musky scent from before. It must have been his aftershave but there was an added touch of something more earthy and personal than that with it too.

You felt his warm, strong hands move over your back, spreading oil and pushing the skin in a wave at just the right pressure. His hands began at your waist, pushing up your back and fanning out over your neck, lightly kneading over the sore muscles there. His fingertips slowly rolled over your shoulders and back down, pulling back towards himself before fanning again around your hips and lifting up. The final pull felt like he was drawing your hips back into himself, you could imagine that sort of touch accompanied by a well timed thrust. The slow pace felt so sensual and caring, like he really wanted you to feel good but also kind of like he was enjoying it. You began to anticipate the movement now, making it even more delicious and soothing. You let out an involuntary noise, a bit of a sigh but also a bit of a moan.

"How's that?" He said softly.
"Mmm, great," you said, speaking seemed difficult when you were focused on feeling into your body like you were.

You shifted a little on the table.

"Are you comfortable?" He said.
"Yes I'm fine, just adjusting."
"Would you like a towel under your hips or your bust?"
"A towel?"
"It can help support your body in the spaces where it doesn't touch the table."
"Oh, ok. Sure that would be good."
"Just roll over a little and I'll pass you the towels, I won't look. "

You rolled to one side and felt him passing a towel under your ribs, just below your bust. As you twisted a little to take the towel your breast bumped his hand. Your hand closed over the towel in surprise and panic making it jiggle more and your felt your nipple drag over the back of his fingers. Time slowed down and you could feel each bump is his knuckles as your firm, sensitive nipple slid across each finger and then back, getting harder with each ridge it flicked over. By the time you got the towel from him and his hand broke contact with you your heart was racing and the tingles from your exposed breast had begun rushing down your body to join the wetness in your panties.


*****

You breathed out a measured breath, trying to relax again and act like nothing had happened. Your body felt like it was electrified and it needed to be touched. You seriously wondered if you might cum during the rest of the massage.

“And your hips?”

You had already forgotten what was happening and were just thinking about the pulsing feeling that your nipple was sending down into your pussy. The other side was really missing out.

You rolled to the same side as before, wondering what accidents might befall the hand inserting a towel near the growing wet patch on your panties. The ther****t seemed a little more hesitant this time and let you take the towel from him without getting his hands too close. You almost felt a little disappointed, his soft hands would probably feel amazing sliding up into you with a rhythm and purpose. Or perhaps his tongue flicking at your clit while both hands shared an exclusive breast and nipple massage. You adjusted the second towel up under your hips, it did feel a lot better to be supported. On the way back up you snuck your hands under your chest. Pretending to be readjusting the first towel you gave both nipples a firm squeeze, holding onto the one that had missed out being teased for as long as you could. You felt another wave of heat cascade down into your groin and sighed into the towel, eager to be touched some more.

“Sorry about that,” he said, “let’s start again now that you’re all comfortable.”
His hands began sweeping across your back again, feeling even warmer now that your skin had cooled off.
“I hope I can make it up to you for rescheduling last time,” he went on, “I hate to cancel on my clients because I know they book in when they need some relief so to let anyone down makes me feel awful. I’ll do my best to do whatever you need to feel good, just let me know.”

Oh dear, if only he knew what you wanted him to do to you and how he could make you feel good. You wished you could tell him how you really wanted to spend the next hour in this room together. You wanted it to last forever but also to be over already so you could go home and ride your dildo while imagining it was his thick cock that was penetrating you.

His hands were working up either side of your spine now, kneading both sides with his thumbs. The area was a little tender but it felt good. You felt him work his way up and down, the rhythm of his strokes relaxing you and making your feel a little sleepy. His fingers began circling your hips now, the skin felt sensitive, not used to being touched. You felt him firmly grab your hip with one hand and grind his opposite palm into your buttocks. The area was warm but the sensation was still a bit of a shock. His hand repositioned, a couple of fingers sneaking over your cheek as he grabbed a firmer hold and pushed again.

“How’s that pressure?” He asked again.
“It’s firm.. Ahh… but really good,” you said between gasps.
“Would you like it any firmer or softer?” He checked.
“No that’s good. Could you go a bit lower? It feels like you’re not quite getting the tight spot.” You felt a bit silly asking him to massage you differently but it felt so good and you didn’t want him to stop just yet. Your hips felt like they could be massaged all day and you kind of wanted him to grab your arse again. Maybe a little lower and a little firmer too.

*****

You felt him readjust the towel that was tucked into your panties. His fingers underneath the lace felt a little naughty and exciting, like he was venturing into a forbidden area. You dearly wished that you could ask him to massage your soaking wet vagina as well, that would be even more satisfying and relieving. He pulled down on the towel, bringing your black lace underwear with it, exposing a generous amount of your soft, round arse. You heard more oil squirting onto his hands and he began to spread it around the newly exposed skin. It felt quite intimate to have him touching so much of you, it wasn’t every day that you had firm hands massaging that area and the times you had it was for a barely a few moments before the foreplay ended and the mediocre sex began. Except this wasn’t foreplay, was it? His touch communicated so much intimacy and chemistry that it did feel like foreplay and it definitely had got you wet and wanting more.

His hands were now kneading your glutes like a baker might knead bread dough. Passing the skin and muscle from one hand to the other, making it feel warm and loosened up. The stroke also pulled at the skin in the surrounding area, you could feel it stretching into the skin of your pussy too. As he kneaded and pulled, your labia went with it. You lips opened slightly and then slide back together, bringing your attention to that area and drawing even more juices to trickle out of your opening and over your pulsing clit.

He paused to switch sides, walking around the head of the table. His fingers lightly trailed up your back as he stepped around, sending a ripple of sensation up your cool skin and giving you a delicious shivver. Your eyes fluttered open as he passed, from the position of your head on your forearms you thought you saw something on his pants. A darker area than the black of the rest of the fabric. As he moved around further the light shone on it and you saw not only the dark patch but the outline of a long and girthy cock.

“Holy shit! Look at that thing!” you thought to yourself. “He must really like massaging my arse like that. And that’s a lot of precum to soak through his pants.”

It wasn’t the biggest cock you’ve ever encountered but certainly not the smallest. Difficult as it was to tell beneath a pair of pants, you could tell that was plenty to give you what you wanted. The thought of it wet and dripping only inches from your face made your mouth water. You desperately wanted to taste it now too, the fantasy of fucking this man felt like it had gotten to a thrilling new level of realness.

He began to grind on the cheek he had just been massaging. The palm of his hand pushed firmly over the tissue, rolling through your firm arse and popping out over the top from the pressure. His opposite hand had a strong grip on your opposite arse cheek. At first it was respectfully on the outside of the towel but as things got firmer and slipperier he began to grab a firmer hold by digging in his fingers too. You wondered what he was seeing and thinking at this point. He was already hard and his hands were all over your oiled up booty, squeezing it together to make it ripple and shake under his grip. Perhaps he was into spanking and would like to watch it bounce under his affectionate slaps. Maybe he wanted you to shake it and twerk it for him to watch, possibly in the mirror so you could give him a blowjob while he watched. Maybe he wanted to slide his hard cock between them and thrust between the oiled up soft skin, like a tittyfuck but with your arse cheeks. Maybe he wanted to spread both your cheeks wide and dive his warm tongue straight into your tight..

”Ahhhhh”
“Are you ok?”
“Ah yes I’m good, sorry that was really good. Nice and tender but good.”
“I’ll move onto your legs now if your hips are feeling ok?”
“Yes that sounds great, whatever you want to go on with”

*****

He readjusted the towel that was underneath your panties, pulling it up and out which took the underwear with it. The gusset rode up into your pussy, giving you even more of an itch to touch yourself than you had before. The rest of the thin material was firmly buried up into your arse. While a right-around wedgie wasn’t the most comfortable thing in the world it did feel nice to have pressure down there and the movements he made pulled on the material which rubbed against your clit just enough to keep you feeling sensitive.

He recovered your back and moved down the table to your legs pulling half of the towel back. The cooler air felt interesting and refreshing but it was nice to be wrapped up snuggly everywhere else. You felt him begin to tuck the towel into the leg side of your briefs, he had to go hunting and didn’t seem to find much. Most of the material was buried in your crack and in your pussy from the movement before. As he tucked the length of the towel between your legs you instinctively opened them to give room to his hands. You felt the top of the towel fall out from under the thin lace and go loose. He once again gathered up some towel to tuck in and pushed it under a little further under. As he tried to push more towel under the hem he slid off the towel and onto the oily skin from the back massage. The angle made his finger slide between your cheeks. His fingertip grazed against your arsehole and as soon as it touched the abundance of pussy juice at your next hole it slipped right down along your lips, making your whole body shudder in pleasure.

Your accident prone masseur quickly moved onto your calves and began to work without saying anything. You did notice some heavier breathing from him though and the peaceful, gentle energy and touch that he had before seemed much more heated. Who knows what body part might slip into where next. The next massage stroke did little to calm your hot and eager body. His hands started at your ankles with a firm, full contact and moved up towards your waist with a slow and deliberate pace. His fingers rolled over the back of your thighs and fanned out just below your buttocks and stroked back along either side of your leg before beginning their long slow tease again. Each pass seemed to get the slightest bit higher up your leg and edge closer and closer to your panties. Just when you thought his fingers must finally be going to touch you where you needed it the stroke changed and he began working up the leg with other movements. Once again he was onto your upper thigh and tantalizingly close, it felt like your panties were on fire and all you could think about was wanting his hands to get that little bit closer.

Suddenly it was over and he covered over that leg with the towel. Disappointed you waited and felt him move to the other leg. You needed more than that, if he was going to tease you then you could do much worse to him. Before he started you reached under to adjust your hips and at the same time gathered up the gusset of your panties and pushed it into the wettest part of your pussy. Your underwear was almost completely eaten up by your juicy lips and the fabric was wet and sticky. As he began undr****g you, you widened your legs even further than before to give him more room. As he tucked the towel in, more carefully this time, the pull on your panties made an audible squelching sound as it was pulled further to the side and under the towel.

He began as before, staying a bit lower at first but he didn’t seem to be able to resist his urges for long. The next strokes were higher and began to massage the softer skin where your thighs became your groin. You began to moan softly and arch your hips slightly with the closest touch of each stroke. You turned your head in your arms and looked back at him.
“You’re very good at this you know,” you said as cheekily but honestly as you could, “that really does feel amazing.”
He didn’t say much but his next stroke was higher still and right as he was about to fan out his fingers your pushed your hips back towards him. All four of his fingers brushed against your sopping wet pussy, some directly on skin and some through the thin lacy material. You moaned louder this time.
“Now that’s a good spot,” you said huskily, “can we spend a little more time there?”
“I can do some pressure point work in your upper thigh area if you would like. Do I have your permission to try some alternative therapy in that area?”
“Yes I would like that. I trust you. I think you should try everything you can think of to make me feel good.”

His voice sounded calm and measured but also excited. His hands began to feel softer and slower. His strokes were long and measured but it felt like he had shifted gears. His hands came up your thigh and kept going, rolling over your buttocks and tracing down either side. His inside hand followed the line of your tailbone, between your cheeks and down against your pussy. It was heaven to be finally touched there, the contact sent electric sparks up through your body and you moaned uncontrollably. As he leaned over you felt his weight on the massage bed. His body came into contact with your foot and you felt the shape of his erect penis pressing into your foot. You flexed your foot and began to press your toes into the base of his shaft. He started grinding against you as his hands stayed longer and longer as high as he could reach.

He moved up beside you and pulled the towel back from both legs. He faced your feet and massaged your legs and arse, sweeping up your inner thigh and trailing a finger either side of your panties, only lightly touching your pussy lips. You felt him pull your panties aside with one hand and his fingers finally made contact with the bare skin of your dripping wet vagina. The feeling made your toes and fingers tingle, everything in your body lit up. His fingers slid easily over your flushed pussy lips and pulsing clit. A finger was either side of your mound and one gripped in the middle, rubbing over all the sensitive areas.

You reached back with your hand and felt his leg. Between the size and the wet patch it didn’t take long to find his large cock and begin rubbing it for him. You heard a moan of appreciation as you traced along his erection and lightly rubbed over his balls. You went for the zipper and started fishing out his member, you really wanted to feel it in your hand. In your mouth and your pussy too for that matter. In all your holes. His hand came up to give you some help with the task. At this point you had had enough waiting, if his cock was coming out you wanted to see the big reveal and get a proper grip on this thing.

As he was messing with his fly you promptly rolled over and threw the towel off your body. He looked lustfully at your body as he finally freed his juicy cock from it’s pant prison. You watched it bounce free, mesmerized by the object of your desires. It was a little bigger than you had expected from the outline, perhaps it had become even fuller and harder now. The shaft was thick and firm, curving a little upwards towards a full, bell-shaped glans. A fresh bead of precum was forming at the opening that you dearly wanted to slurp up with your tongue and taste.

*****

“Would you like me to continue the alternative therapy in this position?” He asked.
“I would like you to bring that nice cock over here and put it in my mouth”, you responded. You had waited long enough and needed it inside you even if you still wanted much more from his hands too.
“By all means, keep going with your treatment though. It felt like you were just getting started.”

He came closer to the bed and you grabbed a hold of your prize. It felt very warm and very hard in your hand and seemed so big close up. Only your middle finger was long enough to touch your thumb around it when you squeezed it in your hand, it was much bigger than your toy at home. He removed his polo shirt and you made a mental snapshot of the view for later. A thick, pulsing cock in your hand, a shiny drop of precum oozing out of the tip and a chiseled body standing over you, ready to give you everything you have been desiring.

He stepped up against the bed and his hands went back to your body. He reached out for your luscious tits first, he hadn't managed to cop much of a feel of those yet. His firm hands made you melt and moan back into the bed. He ran his hands up your rips and cupped your breasts lightly, lifting them up, then swept around and kneaded them firmly under his fingers. He made sure to flick across your nipples too, making them get rock hard and eager for more attention. You looked back to the firm rod in your hand and leaned over to focus on him before you lost yourself in the pleasure of what he was going. You reached out with your tongue and ran it up his shaft, catching the drip of precum at the top. It tasted masculine and salty but also the sweetness of fresh arousal and a clean cock. You wondered if his semen tasted as good too, you’d certainly like to find out.

You began to lick and tease his head with your tongue, taking it into your puckered lips too in a soft, sucking kiss. Your hand was firmly on his base and you could feel each spasm and contraction as you began to work on his juicy member. Your tongue swirled around the head as you took him in deeper, sucking on the way out. He gasped and grabbed hard on your tits as his body briefly tensed from the sudden pleasure. He moaned more deeply and breathed out so you kept it up and began to use your hand to jerk him gently in time with your mouth. It seemed like he could take it for at least a little while longer without blowing his load, you definitely did want to taste him soon but your pussy desperately needed to feel this girth before then.

His hands had begun working on your nipples now and he started spreading some saliva around with his thumb making them even more sensitive. You couldn’t help but move your hips as the waves of heat flowed through you and the pulsing in your clit got stronger. He reached over to grab the massage oil and you felt his cock enter further into your mouth. You couldn’t help yourself and relaxed your throat for more. You tilted your neck, grabbed his butt with your hands and swallowed the rest of his cock straight down your throat. He gasped and fell forward onto the bed, catching himself with his hands. He began to recover and you pulled him back for another couple of thrusts, you were swallowing the thickest, yummiest sword ever and you wanted all of it. You finally released him and gasped for breath, a little dizzy after your airways had been filled with cock for so long. You looked up and saw that a long string of drool still connected you. He looked flushed and panted, his hand on his dick like he had pulled out to cum. Your hand wiped away the saliva and gently started rubbing him again, he tensed and pushed your hand away. A couple of seconds later a small trickle of thick, white cum oozed out and landed on your chest.

“Phew, that was close,” he said.
“Close?” You asked, curiously.
“Almost made me cum.”
“You didn’t?”
“Well I let a little out,” he laughed, “Not quite so pent up now but still plenty left for later.”
“Mmmm good,” you cooed, “I want all of it. Come fill me up.”

You wiped the cum off your chest with your finger and licked it off, looking him in the eye as you did. It was quite thick and had a strong taste but it was quite sweet rather than the usual sour sperm taste you were used to.
“Must be a nice healthy boy, I hope he’s got stamina too,” you thought.

*****

He pulled free the towel that was still under you, a new hunger in his eyes. Next he took both your legs and pulled you effortlessly down to the end of the table. He ran his hands from your neck down over your tits, across your belly, onto your thighs and down either side of your full labia. He knelt down and stared hungrily at your snatch and then with one long, slow lick he made contact with pussy. The first touch felt tingly, hot and cold at the same time. Almost too intense to appreciate. The next stroke felt amazing, and you sank your head back into the towel with a loud moan. His whole mouth and face was right in there, slurping up the result of forty minutes of teasing. He seemed to like how you tasted even more than you did of him. His licks would start slow, beginning at the bottom of your opening and flowing around you as they went up. At the top his tongue-tip would dance on your exposed clit till he felt you arch in pleasure then he buried his face back into you, sucking and licking at the same time. His hands roamed too, sometimes on your legs holding you steady, sometimes pulling open your lips gently so he could reach more of you, at one point you thought you heard him pumping his own cock and the mental image made you even more turned on. His hand shuttling over that thick rod, giving himself satisfaction while he got you off with his wet tongue.

You began to feel the waves of pleasure building stronger, it wouldn’t take you long to climax now. It was so much more satisfying to have someone else take care of you than have to wait till you got home to your vibrator and rubber dong. His tongue was staying focused on your clit now and it was working, your breaths were getting shorter and he increased the pressure and speed to match. His fingers were teasing your holes now too, you felt a digit or two poke at your dripping wet pussy making you crave some real girth in there. Sometimes one would duck inside, sometimes it felt like a second was sliding in too but he didn’t penetrate you far even though you would have welcomed it. You couldn’t help grinding up to meet his supple tongue and push back against his firm licks. The circles of your hips made his fingers lose time and begin to slip. His finger missed its thrust and slid up against your tight arsehole, already slick with your dripping juices. You gasped in surprise but also a little in delight. Your hips kept grinding on his tongue and now also on the finger that was working its way into the tighter of your 3 holes. He gently prodded in time with your hips, the lubed up finger hit your sensitive opening and glided in as far as it could then drew back out to leave you wanting more and craving each press and stretch. Each time his finger entered it made it a little further and each time it exited it left you wanting a little more. You wondered what else you might be able to take. Before you knew it his tongue had made your throbbing clit so full and sensitive that you were right on the edge and ready to cum. You couldn’t hold back the tidal wave of pleasure any longer and neither did you want to. You shallow breaths stopped and your legs began to shake. The feeling spread out over your whole body and suddenly the wave crashed over you like you had just fallen over the edge of a waterfall and now was just breaking the surface of the water. One hand gripped the towel beneath you and the other a fistful of his hair as he eagerly lapped up even more of your juices. Everything contracted as you came and you felt your pussy and arse squeezing in spasms, his finger being gripped tightly inside you. You panted and tried to catch your breath, opening your eyes to the dim room and your sexually generous massage ther****t wiping his mouth on a towel and rubbing his still quite hard cock as he stood waiting for you to recover.

*****

It was hard to tell if it was a couple of seconds or a couple of minutes later. You still felt a bit dizzy and sensitive from the orgasm, you had never had such a powerful oral orgasm before. Was it his tongue? Or the way he used his finger? Or just the naughty situation and the long build up? You felt quite satisfied physically, your body felt like it had a warm buzz to it. You certainly weren’t willing to miss out on sampling this nice, thick cock though, you still had a strong craving to be fucked and have a nice girthy penis fill you up and shoot a big load of cum inside you. You looked up at him eagerly, reaching out with your hand to pull him closer. Your hands went around his shaft and he kept touching himself and you gasped as his warm head made contact with your throbbing clit. You guided him straight in to your wet hole, you wanted that dick now and besides, your clit really couldn’t take much more stimulation right now. One of his hands went to your leg and you felt his weight lean into you. As wet as you were your pussy still resisted for half a second and then suddenly his girth slipped inside you. You both gasped with pleasure, finally it was in. He eased in gently at first. Getting his shaft wet slowly with short thrusts until you felt his balls pressed up against your arse and his whole cock stuffed inside you to the hilt. It was a lot of meat to fit inside but it did fit and it was heaven to finally have him inside you. You could see his abs flex and relax with each thrust he made into you. His smooth stomach formed 6 chiseled ridges as he began to pound into you with increasing force. His other hand grabbed hold of one of your tits and gave it a squeeze. His fingers found your nipple and you gasped, your body was still used to his softer touches but the roughness of his lust was exciting and the slight pain sent shivers of pleasure down into your groin to further enhance the dominant fucking he was giving you now. His rhythm stopped with a grunt and he panted while staying fully embedded inside you. After a moment he started grinding inside you again and his slow thrusts told you he wasn’t done just yet. Your clit had calmed down a little and the stubble on his pubis grinding into you felt amazing, especially with his fully erect cock filling every inch of your hungry pussy. The lustful look in his eye made you want his cum even more than you had before. You hooked your hand behind his head and pulled him close.

“Give it to me,” you panted, “fill me up with all that hot cum.”

He leaned down and kissed you. A breathy wet kiss that felt like the release of so much longing. You could taste your own sex on his lips and your pussy came alive again at the memory of your last orgasm only minutes before. His hips slammed into you and you felt his cock spasming inside you. Suddenly your own orgasm was right there too. You grabbed his hips and pulled him in even tighter, grinding into him frantically. He was still pulsing and thrusting into you, shooting what seemed like liters of cum into you. He started slowly down and you felt the orgasm about to slip away. Suddenly you felt firm hands grasping your tits and a wet mouth started sucking one of your nipples eagerly. The orgasm came rushing back and his still quite hard cock resumed its slow pulsing thrusts. The last climax had been intense but this was on another level, instead of radiating out from your clit this felt like you were being drenched from head to toe in waves of electricity. Your mouth opened in a silent moan and your body went still for a moment, then you crashed back to earth in an explosion of pleasure.

You opened your eyes and saw him looking at you too, panting. You pulled him in for another wet, passionate kiss and then collapsed back onto the bed.

“Well I hope my extra efforts have made up for cancelling your last appointment,” he said a little cheekily.
“Hmmm, I’m not so sure I should consider my debt repaid just yet. I think I’ll need at least one more extended session like this one before I’m adequately compensated.” You said dreamily.
“Does this time next week suit you, then?”
“I was thinking this time tomorrow actually but I guess if I had to wait a week I might be able to.”

You got dressed in a bit of a haze, looking at the large wet patch on the towel you had been laying on and already replaying all the events of the last 90 minutes. You walked out of the ther****t’s office, sneaking another kiss and a grope of his cock on the way out. By the time you got to your car there was already a big mess in your panties and the smell of sex, sweat and cum was everywhere. Maybe you would need some time with your toys tonight after all.