| Author: | Sasha Heart | ISBN: | 1230000206776 |
| Publisher: | Sasha Heart | Publication: | January 3, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Sasha Heart |
| ISBN: | 1230000206776 |
| Publisher: | Sasha Heart |
| Publication: | January 3, 2014 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
The back and forth stroke continued a few more minutes before the hands slowly moved to the side, pushing my arms away, to get access to the side of my upper body. I felt the strong strokes relax a little as it moved on the side of my breast. And just like that I felt my nipples tighten and my pussy begin to ache just a little. Shit! What is wrong with me? It’s true that it has been a while, okay six months, since I’ve had sex. Alex, my fiancé, and I decided it would be best if we didn’t have sex again until we were married. That way, the anticipation would grow and it would be so much more exciting on our wedding night. Okay, so that was my explanation to him as he gave me an angry look. But to feel horny from a massage, that too from a lady, is just not right. I have nothing against lesbians, but as far as I know, I only get turned on by men. Big, strong, hard, men. So why then did I feel horny at the hands of a masseuse I can’t see? I decide to ignore the sensations and focus on deep breathing. The massage will be over soon. I just pray I don’t get so turned on that I have an orgasm right here on this table.
The back and forth stroke continued a few more minutes before the hands slowly moved to the side, pushing my arms away, to get access to the side of my upper body. I felt the strong strokes relax a little as it moved on the side of my breast. And just like that I felt my nipples tighten and my pussy begin to ache just a little. Shit! What is wrong with me? It’s true that it has been a while, okay six months, since I’ve had sex. Alex, my fiancé, and I decided it would be best if we didn’t have sex again until we were married. That way, the anticipation would grow and it would be so much more exciting on our wedding night. Okay, so that was my explanation to him as he gave me an angry look. But to feel horny from a massage, that too from a lady, is just not right. I have nothing against lesbians, but as far as I know, I only get turned on by men. Big, strong, hard, men. So why then did I feel horny at the hands of a masseuse I can’t see? I decide to ignore the sensations and focus on deep breathing. The massage will be over soon. I just pray I don’t get so turned on that I have an orgasm right here on this table.
