Brandon adjusted his desk lamp towards the wall and killed the overhead light, creating a dim soft surrounds. Tegan wondered how much research he’d put into this. She felt Brandon sit on the bed next to her and the movement as he gently shook the bottle to agitate the oil and then a drizzle of the cool liquid landed on her back, making her squirm, but she bit her lip to stay quiet. Gradually he began to use his hands to spread the oil over her skin, feeling him move it up to her shoulders and down to her ass. He carefully rubbed it down her sides and she tensed her feet a little to restrain herself from reacting to the tickling feeling that caused. Once he had spread the oil around he started to caress her shoulders, using a gentle pressure mostly letting his hands glide through the oil. Closing her eyes to let the immersiveness of the experience take effect she murmured “you can go a bit harder if you like” then settled in. Brandon started at her neck and gently squeezed his way up to her hairline a few times then out across her shoulders, digging his thumbs in wherever he thought he could feel a knotty muscle. He methodically worked his way down her back, every tough lingering as he worked his fingers into every muscle he could find, leaving no inch of skin unattended. When he reached her ass he added more oil to his hands and orgasm began to squeeze and mould her firm muscles in his hands. Tegan strongly suspected that manipulating her ass like that would Fucking give him a pretty clear view of her butthole – which she currently had a plug in. Not that that was a big deal, but she wondered if that was one of the perks actual massage professionals usually kept secret. Moving down Brandon applied the same method to her thighs, each hand either side of each thigh, stroking her skin and digging into the muscles. She instinctively parted her legs to make it easier and wondered if he could see her pussy lips from where he was sitting. Again, not that it mattered, but the massage was making her very relaxed and impressionable, and quite horny. She assumed once he was done with rubbing oil Cumshots all over her naked body he’d be aching to fuck her and couldn’t help but think about that inevitable moment. Brandon continued to work his way down her legs, massaging her firm calves and then her feet. Her feet surprisingly didn’t tickle when he touched them, either because of the oil or because most of her attention was fixed elsewhere. Hardcore Once he was done with her feet he gently eased her arm out to the side and gave it a rub down with the massage oil, giving her shoulders another once over then really working down her fingers. She didn’t know how much tension and stress she carried in her fingers but the feeling of him drawing his fingertips down from the knuckles to the tip sent shivers through her. Once he finished one hand he folded it back against the pillow and gave the same treatment to the other. She was definitely feeling relaxed, like she could easily drop off to sleep. She felt Brandon straddle her thighs and expected him – now that the massage foreplay was over - to enter her from behind, but instead cumshot she felt his hands on her shoulders, putting his weight into a more vigorous massage as he worked his way down her back again, massaging the muscles either side of her spine. Eventually he reached her ass and again worked his fingers into her flesh, giving her butt muscles a second round. Feeling a tap on her shoulder she turned her head to look back at him and he motioned for her to turn over. She carefully rolled back onto her back, her legs shifting under Brandon as he continued to straddle her. She glanced down wondering if he was as turned on as she was right now and confirmed his cock was at full mast, bobbing gently above her crotch. She mentally applauded his self control as she settled back on the bed and closed her eyes. Brandon drizzled some oil on her chest and she smiled thinking about it splashing on her boobs, wondering if it would give him a mental image of something else. I am incapable of arbitrating fairly, Governess; I’ll just side with whoever I like better. He knew if he kept going that the subject would die. You watch your movie. My spit was not needed. I'd forgotten they were here through the pain. I felt my phone buzz. "It's really okay to... have sex with her?" My twenty-year-old cunt clenched, the heat building and building inside of me. Two names at the top stood out. “You’re sure? 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