She had decided that this would be the day when she would discover, finally, if Olivia was purposefully manipulating her to orgasm. She planned to lick flirt a little with the massage therapist; either Olivia would respond in kind, or the therapist would be professional and put an end to it. Lydia wasn’t sure which would be more embarrassing, finding out another woman had the hots for her, or potentially being escorted from the premises. If the latter happened, she had to admit that she would miss the jet tub! The kind receptionist handed her a glass of champagne without being asked, and Lydia swilled it with more urgency than class. The Greek god from before showed her to the same massage room (she couldn’t remember his actual name—Ken seemed to be the one that stuck no matter how hard she tried). Olivia was in the small massage room waiting for her, and Lydia took in the woman as she made the expected pleasantries. She was wearing a very short tennis skirt and another company polo, its V-neck slashed low enough to show a fair amount of cleavage. Soon Olivia left the room, and Lydia quickly stripped down. Carefully she sat at the edge of the massage table, her heart beating wildly with anticipation and nerves as she waited for the exact right moment to start her plan. Olivia gave a small tap on the door and pushed it open. Lydia quickly turned and laid on her stomach, pretending that she was just getting on the table when Olivia entered, and thereby giving the woman an excellent view of her nudity. The massage therapist seemed startled. “Oh, I’m sorry Lydia, I thought you were ready! Should I come back in another minute?” Lydia shook her head and smiled, “It’s fine. If you could just help me with the sheet…?” “Of course!” Lesbian the other woman hurried over and grabbed the edge of the sheet, pulling it over Lydia’s bare bottom and back. Lydia studied her carefully. She was definitely flustered, but it was hard japanese Fingering to tell if she was embarrassed or aroused. She would have to see what else she could do to further her experiment. Olivia started her massage, but Lydia was too tense to enjoy the woman’s ministrations. The therapist kneaded her tight neck and shoulders, and moved down asian her back while Lydia remained lost in thought. Vaguely she was aware of the other woman pulling down the sheet to expose her bottom, but she didn’t focus on this fact until she felt a drizzle of warm oil on her butt cheeks as Olivia’s hands descended on them. “You are way too tense, Lydia,” the other woman admonished softly as she started manipulating Lydia’s ass. “You need to relax.” Lydia bit her lip against a groan as Olivia’s skillful fingers weaved their magic over one of her newly-discovered erogenous zones. She was so caught up in sensation, she didn’t notice that Olivia had subtly moved her legs further apart on the massage table. Her oiled hands slipped between Lydia’s thighs, just barely caressing her labia. Up and down, up and down; the sides of Olivia’s hands brushed against Lydia’s pussy. Lydia was panting now, her body arched like a bow and covered in a light sheen of sweat. “Relax, Lydia,” Olivia murmured the words softly as she pushed her hands against the trembling woman just a little more firmly. With a loud cry she didn’t even try to conceal, Lydia came magnificently, then collapsed breathlessly on the table, a boneless heap. Her hair was a riot, her face blotched from thrashing back and forth across the sheets. She was, in short, a hot mess. Olivia, on the other hand, looked like the cat who had swallowed the canary. Betsy was long gone. I’m happy for her. She had started lick counting the money while sitting on the bed and recited her rules. She noticed that her father stared at her and she blushed as she held the cup with both hands and straight arms. Suddenly, the stars and planets aligned, and I bit back a full on grin, as my beautiful, red-headed neighbour sat there crying her heart out. A bulge dick tented his pants. Her red hair bounced and seemed to flow in rapid waves as he rapidly thrust in and out behind her. I was mad at myself too, even, for not getting it. James japanese hadn't needed these in a while, but they helped him when he was having trouble sleeping after his bad breakup the year before. I don’t want to die! She lied and manipulated me. I can’t believe I fell for her. If her words were to mean anything to me, then asian she had to back them up with action right now. I told them that we would be glad to do shoots for them in the Fingering future when they asked. Keegan’s Lesbian pleasure only increased as Megan placed her mouth on the side of his cock, working in tandem with Ann to bring him to an orgasm. “You cant stop the game, you chose dare you have to do it!” Ashley said as she looked at me with intent on her mind. Her lips were pursed and eyes squeezed shut. Should we take a shower before we go to sleep?”