Chapter 541 Masseur And The Milf(Mature Fuck):>Ep8

• I did. My hand was on her bare inner thigh. She'd worn panties, so I wasn't in danger of touching anything truly inappropriate or even seeing it. The top sheet was folded neatly over her generous butt anyways. But the top half of the sheet had also fallen down, and as she'd raised her torso up off the table and bent back towards me, her boob was off the table and hanging there staring at me. Mrs Killian's breasts were pretty large and magnificent, capped by a wide, pale areola and a little pebble of a nipple.
• "I do," I said, trying my damndest not to stare. "I probably hit a rough spot that's been building for a while. As long as it's just shocks and not a constant pain we can probably go a little heavier and work it out. Just tell me if it becomes constant and throbbing, and we'll give it a quick break."
• "OK," she said with a nod. She let go of my hand and reached up, rubbing it down the side of her tit and tweaking her nipple casually. It happened entirely non-sexually, but felt like a sexual movement, and I wasn't sure what to do with it. But she went back down onto her belly, her boob crushing back to the massage table. "I trust your expertise. I just wish my husband had your hands, I'd be getting a different kind of shock."