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He did this a few times before finally starting to massage her bikini area. He started out at the sides and slowly moved inwards towards her trimmed triangle of ginger pubic hair. Adding more oil to his hands he cupped her pussy and massaged her pubis, using his fingers to squish her lips together and smear oil on them. She let out another moan as he gently pinched her lips, rolling them a little between his thumb and fingers, then ran his fingertips lightly along her slit. She wondered if he thought this was a genuine massage technique or he was just deliberately teasing her now. After a minute he began to move down her legs again, caressing and stroking her thighs and using lighter strokes. She was against surprised at this point that he wasn’t giving in to what she assumed was a massive urge to just fuck her, but decided to stop overthinking it and let him get on with the massage and lay still with her eyes shut absorbing the music he’d chosen for her. After a short while, she wasn’t sure how long as she lay there in a relaxed half asleep daze she felt him adjust her legs so her knees were up and thighs parted. His fingers ran up her torso one last time and he massaged her little tits some more, apparently concerned about how much stress she was carrying in them, a thought she found amusing. Again his hands drifted lower and she felt a thumb slip between her pussy lips and begin massaging her swollen clit, eliciting a gentle moan from her and she squirmed her hips under his touch, feeling an aching need spread throughout her lower belly. Brandon continued to massage her clit for a minute and then she felt something cool slip inside her, making her gasp at the contrast hentai to the heat that had built between her legs. She quickly recognized the probing object as a finger coated with lube as a second finger joined it. She was slightly confused at the need for lube as she was sure she must be dripping wet down there by now, but her confusion was set aside as she felt him curl his fingers towards the front wall of her vagina, applying pressure as he matched the circular motion of his other thumb and her legs quivered as another probably louder moan escaped her – with the headphones on she wasn’t sure how loud she was being but was pretty sure it wasn’t discreet. Brandon maintained a steady pressure and rhythm and she couldn’t resist urging her hips upwards to buck against his fingering. Suddenly the pressure building in her pelvis released all at once and she pressed her lips together and held her breath to stifle the moan that escaped her, so when she finally tipped over the edge it all escaped her in one guttural groan and left her panting for air. Brandon gently slipped his fingers from her once her climax subsided, then she felt him gently push against her and guided by his cues, slowly turned over so she was lying on her belly again, slipping a pillow under her belly to prop her ass up a little bit. Tegan didn’t protest, both because she was feeling very relaxed and also because she assumed he was now finally going to mount her and slide his cock into her well-prepared hole. However, her confusion only increased when she felt him take her wrists and the familiar snug of handcuffs click into place, binding her hands behind her back again. Mentally she flashed back to when they had cuffed her last night and suddenly felt very vulnerable Hardcore and exposed as Brandon pushed her legs apart. “Brandon, what are you doing?” She opened her eyes and tried to crane her neck to look back at him, but in this position she couldn’t see him, and if he answered her she couldn’t hear him over the music coming through the noise-cancelling headphones he’d put on her. Tegan assumed if he wanted her to know he would take them off her so they could talk properly. With some amount of trepidation she resigned to wait, until after a moment she felt his fingers enter her vagina again. They felt cold again, from a fresh coat of lube he’d apparently applied. He lapped at Mel’s chin, and then he licked her right on the lips several times. “You have haven’t you?” She asked while she got excited. Why did they call me that? Long and thick with hentai a large head, 'Perfect for sucking!' she thought. “Oh, I’m sorry if you don’t want me to! I’m Rex. Walking into the apartment Sarah asks me for my phone. Ryan even bought me a pair of knickers that I can hold Hardcore the charging pad in place with; a bit like wearing a panty liner with a PP3 battery in it. I want to ride it right now!” After starting out easy, I switched to slow but powerful thrusts into her, making her grunt in a mix of pain and pleasure with each thrust of my hips. “Traitor.” I hissed. She could stay asleep forever as far as I was concerned. I took my free hand and ran it along her tits, running my hands over the smooth, soft surface.