Her little breasts looked gorgeous. Little globes of porcelain white skin with pink areola and soft pink pouting nipples. “Ohhhhhhhhhh.” I let out a deep shuddering groan through the hole in the massage table. She introduced herself as Linda and asked me to lie down. She changed positions. After she did the other side, asking me questions and talking the whole time, she finished up standing next to my head and rubbing down my back from my shoulders to my arse. I touch every part of your body with every part of my body.”
She spoke in that clipped and direct German way. The way she looked into my eyes as she glided past seemed to say that she wanted it too. I parted them further to make room for her. She was travelling around Australia. I saw an ad on Backpage for a massage studio in the city.
