“Please, please”, she begged incoherently. The hands were suddenly gone, and Savannah now moaned her frustration.
“Get on your knees”, the soft, faintly familiar voice demanded. Eagerly she complied, her eyes now shut with anticipation. Strong hands moved her back a little, and Savannah thought the masseuse might eat her right there. But what happened next both shocked, and thrilled her unbearably.
Savannah felt the flicker of a tongue along the back of her thigh, making its way to lick her ass cheeks, and then darting and stabbing along the dark cleft. She quivered in response, shivered.
“Oh yes, do it again”, she pleaded.
The tongue returned, this time stroking more forcefully, and she felt two fingers enter her tight little cunt, stroking. Then those hands grabbed her again, and she gasped as she felt the unmistakable probing of a cock at her ass.
“What the….”, she gasped. Fingers generously smeared more oil around her tight asshole. And then the plump head of that cock slowly entered, her eager muscles clamping down on it. She heard the unmistakable grunting of a man behind her, but she did not protest. She was so hot, so turned on by the unexpected turn of events.
Deeper and deeper that cock forged, until she felt his balls up against her. Savannah reached down with one hand and started stroking her clit while the unkown man’s cock thrust faster and harder into her ass. Their migled breaths turned frantic, loud; his fingers clenched into her flesh.
She opened her eyes and craned her neck to look behind her to see who her companion was, but a feminine hand stopped her. Eyes widening, Savannah realized the masseuse was still in the room. She looked at her, taking note of her almost-black hair, deep green eyes, and petite, yet trim body. The masseuse was naked except for ankle socks and a red thong.
Savannah groaned in appreciation of the lovely vision, then groaned again as the cock went even deeper. The girl advanced on her, bending down to lick at Savannah’s lips. She nibbled and stroked, teasing the corners of Savannah’s lips. Eagerly Savannah returned the favor, and their tongues intertwined and stroked against each other. The masseuse disengaged herself and walked to one side of her. Her hands played with Savannah’s breasts, twisting the nipples almost roughly, pinching them.
She could feel the rush beginning to build. Her senses were overwhelmed at the smells and textures she was experiencing. The man behind her fucked her harder, surging heavily into her over and over again. Savannah pushed against the pleasurable intrusion. She felt foreign fingers probe her wet pussy, thrusting strongly along with Savannah’s. She was so filled. A cock in her ass. Another woman’s fingers fucking her cunt. She became frantic with her need. She had to cum, and soon. It was all she could think of.
“Oh, now, let it be now,” she moaned. The man behind her pistoned his hips furiously, faster, his ragged breathing floating to her.
“Damn, oh fuck yeah, damn that’s good”, he grunted, and then he pulled out.