1. Work Facial


    Date: 3/15/2017, Categories: Fetish, Masturbation, Author: mmmwhat, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    You get soap in my eyes and mouth, and only now bother to tell me that there are rules?!" She again wiped my eyes with the clean, wet rag and while I was momentarily sightless, I felt warm lips pressed to mine. "I hope you now feel properly compensated for your earlier discomfort." "I don't know about 'proper'..." She put a finger to my lips, silencing me. "Hush. We'll talk about this soon enough. I'm now going 6o give you a mask. It'll harden, then have to be washed off. You'll have to sit still and not talk for about 15 minutes." "What will you be doing?" I asked hopefully. "Nothing with you, naughty boy. I've got customer phone calls to make." She then unscrewed the cap on a tube of gunk. Instead of bending at the waist, she stepped to either side of my thighs and straddled me. "Eyes and mouth closed this time. I'm not k**ding... You wouldn't like the taste." When I complied with both of her requests, I again felt her lips on mine. This time I had a bit of a warning and was able to slip my tongue between her parted lips. She lingered there for a few moments sighing softly. Then she began to apply my mask. At the touch of the cold cream to my face, my hands instinctively came up and encountered her thighs. When she didn't comment, I lightly began running my hands up and down, from her knees to her hips. Too quickly she finished and extracted herself from my exploring grasp. "Remember, be still. I'll be back in fifteen minutes." I didn't hear her feet on the tile, but soon ...
    afterward heard her in the next room making calls. Many thoughts went through my head as I waited. Mostly I was wondering what was going to happen. I was painfully aware of my erection and every few minutes had to give it a squeeze and readjust my position. Most of her phone calls were to customers, but one caught my attention. She phoned her husband. "Hey honey. It was okay...my appointment cancelled. No, it's okay. I brought a teacher home for a facial. Will you get the k**s and get them dinner? Great. I'll see you then." I Noticed she didn't specify a 'guy' teacher. While I was still pondering the possibilities, I felt her breath in my ear. "You seem to be a bit uncomfortable there. I hope you have somebody to help you take care of that once I'm finished with you." She again straddled my thighs and began washing my mask off. My hands again found her thighs, but I started low and ran them up, inside her skirt. When my palms reached her stocking tops and my forearms began to push her hem up I paused, lightly tracing circles with my fingertips. When she'd freed my mouth, I voiced my concerns. "Someone at home...when you finish with me? How about you finishing me?" Julia cleaned the last of my mask off and sat on my lap, effectively trapping my hands between her skirt and thighs. She put aside her washcloth and bowl and sighed heavily. "Johnny, I'm sorry. I haven't been fair to you. I think you're really sexy..." she said as she ran her hands down my shoulders to my chest. "and ...
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