Melissa's free massage (closed for TirithIre)

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Melissa swipes the hotel key card and the little light flashes green. She walks in throws her bag on the bed and sits down beside it.

"Thank fuck that is over with" she kicks her heels off and rubs her feet. "Stupid conferences" she talked to the room "Only bonus is they fly us out here for quick vacation in the Bahamas *everything paid for. Just meetings are boring as bat shit" she was walking around her room sliding her skirt off. "Now it's me time" she smiled.

"Hi room service? Ya can you please send up a bottle of champange?" Melissa *had the biggest smile "Don't forget Melissa can see here you still have your complimentary massage" the females voice behind the phone spoke softly with that accent.

"Massages aren't my thing" Melissa replied "But thank you." That voice again "Oh but you are on vacation relax enjoy!" Melissa couldn't help but smile "thank you I'll think about it and might call you back soon." And hung up.

She finished getting undressed to just bra and panties, slipped on those big fluffy robes that resorts have, when a knock came to the door. "Room service"

Melissa opened the door and thanked the young man who could not stop looking at her tits. Smiling at him.

She poured herself a glass went outside too look at the view, partake in her secret smoke. Back inside she found some porn to watch. It was almost ironic as well the one she picked the storyline if one calls it a story was a woman getting a massage from a man.

Melissa watched as the masseuse poured oil on the women slowly seducing her till she was sucking his cock. She looked at the phone thinking 'wonder if I could get a masseuse like that' looking at the porn again this time he had her on her back and he was licking and playing with her pussy 'God I could use that right now' her mind wandering ' maybe I could get a happy ending massage' her hand went to the phone.

"Why not" she spoke to the room again "if anything else I'll be relaxed and I can get myself off" she laughed to herself.

"Hi room Service!" Melissa chimed "yes" it was that same voice "I'll take that complimentary massage please.... If not too late."

"Never too late" the voice behind the phone spoke "somebody will be up shortly" with that the phone hung up.

Melissa quickly poured herself another glass quick look in the mirror and knock at the door. 'Shit' she thought 'what if it's a chick'*

"Order a massage" a mans voice said through the door. Melissa sighed "just a sec" and ran to the door.

She took a deep breath and opened the door.
 
Damian had worked for the hotel for a few years. Down in the Bahamas he had a thriving business on the side which garnered much more money than being a masseur ever did... namely the sex slave trade. He didn't 'do it' very often, after all make people 'dissapear' too often and even the local police who he bribed wouldn't turn a blind eye to it.

Luckily he had a few connections which he used to the full extent that he could. Of course he had his black market stuff, his drugs and different things as well, however Damian was also quite smart in his own way. He had worked out how to turn the base date rape drug into an incense stick which when inhaled would also have the same effect on the body.

Beyond that he had paid quite handsomely for a counter agent which nullified the effects as well. Within the span of fifteen minutes the 'victim' would feel extremely relaxed, lose many motor controls and yet be quite 'awake' to what would be happening to them. This worked much better than the club scene, especially with how people were much more cautious these days, however no one faulted a masseur for having their trusty incense with them.

He got the call for the client who he had already been told was 'a hot one' meaning that he should bring his small bag of 'goodies' with him. He of course made the final decision as to what would or wouldn't happen, some people were incredibly hard to 'make dissapear' and for those he had some fun with them before letting them go. For the truly beautiful one's who were built to be fucked however he would also 'take them' and kidnap them, wiping any records of where they went after the hotel and of course the hotel management was paid off to ensure that anyone asking would be directed to the local airport claiming that the person had checked out.

As Damian got his folding massage table and headed up to the room, as she announced that she was coming, Damian smiled charmingly as he nodded to her.

" Good day, You ordered a massage?"

He stood a handsome six feet tall and had shorter deep brown almost black hair. He had a pair of tropically colored shorts on along with a light white shirt which was open a few buttons as he had a hold of the handle for the table along with his small bag on the other side. As she 'let him in' he took a good look at her.

" Where would you like me to set up? Out on the balcony to enjoy the warm day?"

He smiled disarmingly... for all she knew he was just a masseur... she had no idea he was much... much more.
 
"I would prefer inside" Melissa spoke softly she could keep her eyes off him, God so sexy she thought.

She sat on the edge of the bed flicked her blonde hair back, the slit on her robe open showing her tanned toned legs.

Melissa watched Damien get his table folded out she couldn't help but notice his arms, he then put assorted oils and lotions out. Melissa was quick to think of the porn and how they had oiled up the woman's ass. As she continued watching *Melissa started day dreaming that he turned around and just started kissing her. Opening her robe cupping her breasts.

Then she caught a smell, Damien had lit an incense in the room. The smell was intoxicating something new to her but she liked it. Melissa looked at his ass very nice, she really hoped this could be her little real life porn movie.

"How long have you been giving massages for?" Melissa asked breaking the ice she walked towards Damien and the table he had ready for her "and robe on or off?" She gave him a shy smile, knowing what she was inviting.
 
Damian nodded easily, some were more outgoing and liked the warm rays of the sun coming down on them as they were massaged, but secretly he was thankful that she had chosen inside, as it would allow the incense to burn nicely and be inhaled by her more quickly.

As he was working he did notice her tanned toned legs, she was a beautiful woman who clearly was comfortable in her own skin. As she asked him how long he had been giving massages for Damian smiled easily as he looked to her.

" I have been giving massages for just over two years now. I have lived down in these area's my entire life though."

He finished setting up the table and as she asked about the robe, Damian grinned to her as he took out a clean crisp white towel from the hotels storage closet.

" For the best massage I will ask that you remove your robe and climb onto the table. I will of course turn away, when you are comfortable you can let me know."

The oils and creams were standard massage oils and creams, for the initial 'appointment' he only needed the specialty incense to 'subdue' his targets, and so far he was going to enjoy her immensely. 'Out of respect' he turned though and looked out the balcony doors, letting her 'have her privacy' as she got herself ready for her massage.

With the incense she wouldn't even realize that she was being drugged until it was 'too late' though with the looks she was giving him Damian highly doubted that she would really complain about what was going to happen to her, at least not in the first 'part'. Depending on how easily her body was stimulated he would be taking her on as a sex slave, but first he would have to see how well known she was.

After all if too many people knew her then it would be harder to 'make her dissapear', where as if she wasn't well known then he would be able to kidnap her and take her away to be trained as his personal sex slave! For now though he waited until she was ready for him, he had noticed her checking him out so he had a secret grin... he was sure she would like what he 'wanted' from her!
 
Melissa shyly grabbed the towel from Damien, watching as he turned around looking away from her.

She untied the robe throwing it to the bed, standing with just her panties and bra on she could make out her silhouette reflecting on the balcony doors.

Her nipples so hard as she took off her bra. Damian watching the reflection, Melissa had a nice set of tits at least a D cup and natural as well. Then she slides her lace panties off. Standing naked in her room with a stranger. The sun seemed to highlight the curves of her body.

She wrapped the towel around her and climbed on to the table. The table was cold on her breasts as she lay down placing her face on the little contraption.

Melissa was feeling a bit light headed, maybe it was just the champagne who knows, but she called out to Damien "Ready!" With a small giggle.

"Just be gentle with me" she was watching him as he walked to the table. Her nervous were kicking in now what had she signed up for.*
 
Damian smirked as she took the towel like that, and though he was 'careful' about turning around, he certainly was 'watching her' through the balconey window. Of course it wasn't a clear reflection as it was early evening and the sky was still light out, but he could certainly see enough.

His thoughts certainly roamed on the size of her breasts, and even as she bent over to slide her panties down the sight of her doing so caused him to stir slightly within his shorts. As she laid herself down and 'got comfortable' it was only about two minutes since he had lit the incense, so she would be very much still able to shift and move.

As she said that with a small giggle though Damian smirked as he walked over to her.

" Don't worry, I am a professional at this, if it's ever too hard let me know."

He mused though of course he was mentally thinking 'at least for the next ten minutes, then I can do anything I want as hard as I like.' Pouring out some of the oil onto his palms he warmed it before she would feel him go to work on her shoulders. Just because he fully planned to rape her as well didn't mean he didn't know his way around a massage table.

The pressure was deep but good, working out all her stresses as he worked her shoulders arms and down her back before five minutes were up. He worked briskly but effectively as well, though he seemed to take much more time on her thighs and legs. Silently he was waiting for the drug to 'kick fully in'... when he could spread her legs lewdly open and have her unable to close them again he would know she was 'ready' for the main event!
 
Melissa closed her eyes and let Damien work on her muscles, it did feel great she thought.*

His hands oiled up gliding up and down her back, as he rubbed her thighs her pussy ached a little. So close, teasing almost.

Melissa couldn't help herself as she let out a soft moan. "Feels great"*

She let Damien work her body, completely relaxed. Melissa often heard of people falling asleep while getting massages, now she understood why. It felt like her muscles were almost numb.

As he kept working on her thighs the towel slipped from her ass, her tight ass exposed. Now naked on the table in front of some stranger. Melissa feels Damien's hand all over her now. There was no question of getting the towel back, he just grabbed her ass cheeks squeezing and massaging them. Hands up and down her thighs, she even thought a few times she felt his fingers brush her lips.

"Seriously tho" she started talking "I should bring you home with me, a girl could get used to this" she smiled.
 
Damian smiled as she 'relaxed' and let him work, and even as he drizzled the oil right onto the backs of her thighs he then began to work on her there, though as she let out that soft moan he smiled as he thought mentally that she must have wanted this to begin with.

" I'm glad, that's why I am here."

He smiled, though as he worked her legs the towel slipped off, her toned and tight ass exposed to him he made no effort to replace the towel at all, instead he incorporated her ass into the massage, even openly drizzling the oil onto her ass and working it in.

As she continued to talk though he could tell that she was almost 'there' with being drugged but he was sure that she wanted this as well, so even as she smiled he couldn't see it, instead he looked to her.

" All right your back is done, let's turn you over and I will work on your front. If you are uncomfortable I will help you. I know many who feel like they can't move by this point."

He had worked right down her legs and even massaged her feet releasing all the stress, though he had also 'accidentally' spread her legs on the table so while he had worked back up to her ass he had a perfect view of her pussy. Soon that cunt would be his to use, but he was curious if she'd willingly turn over for him and expose herself.

" I work by appointment, though I have to admit that you are stunning, I will definitely come back anytime you want."

He purred with a grin, knowing that he wouldn't be coming back. She had mentioned taking him home with her, however the exact opposite was going to happen... he'd be taking HER home to be trained as his beautiful buxom sex slave!
 
******

"Hmmm roll over" she asks " I don't know I thought was just a back massage" sighing a little "and your right I think you've done such a good job with me I couldn't even lift a muscle right now" she giggles a bit.

Melissa felt like she was on cloud nine right now, never had she been so relaxed 'definatley need to do even if there is no happy ending she thought' then her mind turned to what was going on now, she had this sexy man in her room asking her to lay on her back for him.

She wanted to, this was why she called him up here to begin with all the porns idea Melissa chucked to herself. The nerves were kicking in now tho.

"I don't know" she started "Damien you have done a great job and I think I'll call it a night now" her heart pounding as she chickened out. "Maybe help me with a towel tho and to my bed, I feel like I can't stand, jelly legs" she smiled to him.
 
Damian smiled as she asked that, though even her voice was beginning to slur which told him that she was almost right at the perfect drugged state. He was tempted to inject her with a bit more but he didn't want to overdo what she was already feeling, so even as she giggled about not thinking that she could lift a muscle right then, the physical signs were clear.

As she said that about calling it a night though Damian shook his head as he went over to his bag, leaving her laying on the table for a moment.

" Oh I don't think so, I think we're going to have much more fun tonight." With that he returned to the table and since she was fully conscious of what was happening to her but was unable to move to 'stop it' Damian lifted her head laying it sideways on the table. She'd get a confused few more words in before he would press a black ball gag into her mouth and strap it around her head.

" There, now you can't say anything on the matter."


He purred though grinned as he then certainly did help her though not off the table, instead he guided her and flipped her onto her back as she would be able to see, hear and definitely feel as he raked his eyes over her, lewdly taking her in. Just to give his point even more he pressed on the inside of one thigh and pulled her leg open, draping it over the edge of the table so that she was lewdly displayed to him. This was really the 'ultimate' test. If she could move to 'fight' he'd enjoy making her submit, but he was sure the drug had kicked in enough to make her unable to move, but able to see and feel everything that he was about to do!
 
******

Melissa still face down on the table, heard Damien talk about having more fun then she felt him move her head around. Trying to tell him to stop but he was quick shoving something in her mouth and strapping it on her.

She still tried protesting but just came out as muffled noise with the ball in her mouth.

Damien grabbed her moved her on her back, she tried to move to push him away but it's like her body wouldn't listen to her. All she could do was watch and listen, she felt him position her.

Damien walked around Melissa, her breasts firm nipples hard and erect pointing up. She felt his eyes on her body looking her up and down. He presses her thigh, Melissa's leg falling and dangling off the table Damien now looking at her nicely shaved pussy.

Her eyes were wide open, 'move stupid leg' she thought to herself ' come on close your legs'*
 
Damian could tell that she was very able to still form words which was fine, he rather enjoyed hearing the sounds women made, though of course he didn't want her screaming for help which was why he so efficiently gagged her. As she continued to try and protest though Damian simply grinned, delivering a sharp smack to that firm and oiled ass before he worked on turning her over.

As she was 'positioned' though Damian looked to her with that knowing grin which of course told her that he had 'done something' to her.

" Now then, let's make sure you can see what's happening."

He moved around so that he was standing by her head and she would hear a few clicks of the gears in the table as the head rest was raised up, she being positioned so that she certainly could see herself and her utterly vulnerable state. As he locked the headrest in the raised position Damian looked her over as he groaned at the sight of her nude and drugged body.

" Now, don't worry too much, the drug only lasts for two hours, but it's plenty enough time for us to have some more fun."

He said that even as he popped open the bottle of oil and drizzling the oil all over her rather huge firm tits he set the bottle aside as he boldly then reached past her head and began to 'massage' the oil into her breasts, slickening the orbs as he 'pretended' to notice the state of her nipples.

" Oh what's this? you're already enjoying yourself I see."

He boldly pinched her nipples between his thumb and index fingers, pulling delightfully on them as her body had 'no choice' but to feel everything that was being done to her. She may WANT to close her legs, to stop him, to fight him with her mind but it was clear that her body was craving exactly what was happening to it!
 
Melissa lay helpless she knew now that it was just the massage Damien had done something to her somehow. He adjusted the table lifting her head up so she could see everything.

Next helpless watching him pour the oil over her breasts, was cold making her nipples stiffen. He spoke of her enjoying it, while her body was wanting to be touched her mind screamed no all she could do was make muffled sounds of protest.

Damien rubbing her tits, pinching and twisting her nipples. The oil now dripping down her stomach, his hands moving further down her body. Melissa's pussy was now woken, her clit starting to throb a little for his touch.*

Melissa watched Damien circle her like prey, she seen the outline of his hard cock in his pants.Melissa was sprawled out on the table helpless as Damien's toy for the next few hours. She closed her eyes thinking, ' will be over soon'*
 
Damian grinned as the realization touched her eyes, and even as her lovely breasts took the oil and shone stunningly, he took his time with massaging and tormenting her hard sensitive nipples. He could hear her sounds of protest and yet at the same time firstly he didn't care, and secondly her body was 'singing' a different story.

As he circled around her though he left her for a moment, though as he returned he had a chair with him. Setting it down for a moment he adjusted the bottom section of the table so that it folded down and had her hips at the very edge, before he set the chair right at the edge.

" Beautiful, you even shaved your pussy for me."

He purred though taking a seat he leaned forwards and gave her slit a swipe of his tongue firstly, though 'seeing' how her clit was wakening he didn't make mention of that, instead he took his time to lick her, pushing his tongue through her outer lips before he swirled his tongue expertly over her little hardening clit to send an unwanted thrill through her.

She may have thought that it would be over soon, but the truth of the matter was that he was only just getting started with her helplessly vulnerable body!
 
Melissa watched Damien closely, adjusting the table again getting a chair. 'Why?' She thought ' why me?' Her mind racing ' why do this I would have fucked you with out all this ' she thought.

Melissa looked down at her slick breasts, breathing heavy. She sees Damien sit right before pussy admiring her.

'I did shave for you asshole' she thought ' but was not meant to be like this' but then Damien's tongue touched her. She let a moan escape through the gag. Melissa was a bit of a loner, few friends no boyfriends. The most sex she had was with herself, so when she does have sex she gets into it and looses control.

Which is exactly what her body was doing. As his tongue went to work she could do nothing to stop him, he was good tho as she closed her eyes. Her pussy grew wetter, hips rocking slowly. Melissa opened her eyes looked down to Damien there eyes met, he kissed her hard clit while staring at her, then slowly slides a finger in her while his thumb pushes on her clit.

She couldn't fight it closing her eyes moaning again.
 
Damian had no idea she had secretly been lusting for him, or that she would have willingly fucked him without him drugging her. Besides, she was 'all his' now and even though she 'tried' to fight her own desires, it was clear that she was fighting a losing battle.

As she let out that moan at the first swipe of his tongue though Damian looked to her with a very knowing grin before he did it again, though as she certainly did begin to 'lose control' of herself he noticed how she did manage to rock her hips a little, the drug not nearly as powerful as the full injected or consumed form, so she would still be able to 'move' a tiny bit, simply not nearly enough to fight or get away.

As she closed her eyes and moaned helplessly though the sound came through beautifully. The holes in the gag allowed her to breathe somewhat normally, and Damian didn't want her to truly suffer really. As he pressed that finger into her slickened and swelling slit he grinned.

" That's it... all mine."

He purred before he straightened a second finger and pressed it into her clutching spasming depths as well, his thumb firmly 'tapping' against her hard clit as he watched her 'react'. The subtle 'signs' were all there, he was simply going to tip her right over the edge. As he pressed the second finger inside her he curled both up and back so that they scraped over her g-spot, his eyes watching her, wondering just how much she would or could respond.

She was stunningly beautiful, and Damian was going to have his way with her in every way imaginable!
 
Melissa's pussy squeezed tight onto Damien's fingers as they worked her. She wanted to rock her hips with his motions but barely moving. Opening her eyes and letting out a sigh, she watched Damien smile bringing her closer, speaking of how she was his.

Her clit and pussy so wet as one of Damien's fingers circled her ass it threw Melissa over the edge. Her eyes rolled back as she closed them, moaning loud letting out a muffled 'fuck'. Damien kept at her pussy making her squirt and drip everywhere.

Melissa's squirt was the reason so few partners, she was embarrassed by it and how men would react, even tho for her it was the greatest release.

For the moment she had dismissed the fact Damien had done something to her and she was in fact helpless. Instead she enjoyed it, her moans and muffles through the gag increasing. Opening her eyes to watch him play with her, she could help notice the smile...... The grin he had on his face.
 
Damian certainly was enjoying the 'look' of her, and even though she wanted to buck and rock her hips as well, he grinned as she opened her eyes again, he felt how wet she was getting, tormenting her with pleasure that she couldn't deny.

" That's it, just let go and enjoy it."

He purred, though as he worked her his pinky did slide down and circle her ass not really intentionally right then, instead he heard the muffled fuck as she was clearly thrown right over the edge. As she squirted beautifully and dripped everywhere though Damian groaned at that knowledge.

" Oh that's hot.. I want to see that again."

He purred and even as she re-opened her eyes he began to finger her faster, working at her g-spot as his thumb concentrated right on her clit as he 'made her' roll from one orgasm towards the next.

" Again beautiful... let's see you cum."

He refused to stop until she did it again, it was clear Damian knew how to 'make' a woman cum, not to mention her body though very helpless was clearly enjoying what he was 'forcing' her to feel!
 
His words encouraged her, and God Damien knew what he was doing. He made her pussy purr. The way he hit her G-spot and clit at the same time.

Waves rolled over her as Melissa's moans grew intense. Damien worked her till she exploded again for him. This one more intense. The floor under the table a small pool of her juices. She knew if he kept this up he could have her going for a bit.

Opening her eyes again, her breasts moving with her deep breaths nipples hard and erect. As Melissa looks at Damien she cums again seeing a small stream shoot up. She wanted more now, her pussy wanted Damien's cock now. It wasn't her mind in control now, it is was her desire and she wanted him.

She willed her body to move she wanted to grab him and take him, but couldn't move. Damien how ever just kept at her pussy, was his toy she thought he said at one point. She wanted the gag out of her mouth to tell him to fuck her. Melissa was craving it now.

Melissa looked to Damien thier eyes locked again, he slowed up a bit slowing her how slick his fingers were. She let out a moan again not looking away from him as if to will him to do more.
 
Damian grinned as she looked at him in that way, the way that told him any 'resistance' that she might have had was well and truly gone now. Especially as her moans grew even more intense, as she came beautifully again Damian groaned openly, twisting and working his fingers within her nice and hard, drawing out all that pleasure from her as he watched the stream of her cum spray from her cunt.

" Good girl... that's so hot."

He groaned it openly, and even as he slipped his fingers out of her, he wiped them off on her naturally quivering and panting belly before he stood. Reaching up he worked his shirt off himself, he tanned all over naturally, when he wasn't drugging and raping women with their own pleasure he was surfing and spending his time outside.

He could see her eyes willing him to do more to her though and reaching down he slipped his shorts down, kicking them away he sported a rock hard and VERY hard eight inch long cock which was pulsing with desire for her. Moving to her side he touched the gag which filled her mouth.

" Promise not to scream and I will remove the gag... I know you can still talk."

He purred... it was clear he was going to fuck her silly, but perhaps he may just let her have a more active role in what was happening here and now. Besides, with how hard she had cum, she couldn't very well claim that she wasn't enjoying being 'forced' into being his play thing!
 
Melissa lay on the table panting after her last orgasm. Her body was limp from pleasure and well as the drug she had been given.

Watching Damien strip down before her, his body was just as she had thought. So tanned and toned and as he dropped his shorts her eyes opened to what she was. Damien was well hung, and so hard her eyes fixed on his cock.

Melissa tried to muffle a yes when he asked her not to scream. She just wanted the gag out, jaw was slightly sore. Again her eyes kept darting to his hard cock.

She wondered if he was just going to fuck her now or make her take his cock in her mouth. Either way Melissa succumbed to the situation she was ready for him, looking at his cock her pussy stirred again with anticipation.
 
Damian could tell that she was thoroughly enjoying herself and he was willing to 'bet' that the answer to his query was going to be yes. After all she had clearly not cum like that in a long while.

As he moved around her though he noticed where her eyes went. He wasn't massive but he certainly was well hung. Even as she managed the muffled yes though he nodded and working the gag out letting her relax her jaw. The drug he had put into the air would leave no lasting negative effects, was a paralytic with some minor inebriating inhibitors as well, allowing people to 'let go' more easily.

When he removed the gag though he set it aside before he returned to the table and seeing how her eyes watched his cock like that, he moved and she could feel him dropping the head rest until her head hung back, she seeing upside down then before he was feeding her mouth his cock, giving her her first taste of him as he reached over her and tormented her nipples and breasts one at a time, the rather large orbs needing individual attention.

He didn't make her deep throat him right away, instead slowly feeding and fucking her mouth as he enjoyed her lovely perfect tits. This was going even better than he could have hoped for!
 
As the gag was released Melissa took a deep breath in and out, watching him put the gag down.

"Your an asshole" she panted eyes on him approaching the table again " you didn't need to drug me"

Damien the with a few clicks of the table had her head leaning back now, before she could say anything else he filled her mouth with his cock. Melissa accepted as her tongue started moving around circling his head.

As he played with her still oiled slick tits pinching and twisting her nipples she moaned sucking him hard. Her throat relaxed taking more of him in slowly. Her groans intensified as he slid in and out of her wanting mouth. Kissing the tip of his head as he pulled out sucking on it before he went down her throat again.
 
Damian chuckled as she said that, though as she panted and watched him, though he looked a bit surprised when she admitted that he wouldn't have needed to drug her.

" Well you know, I never know when I am going to have a willing or unwilling participant."

He purred, though as she accepted his cock he softly groaned to himself, though as she moaned around his cock he panted to himself in response. For a few minutes he enjoyed her just like that, working his hips back and forth, pressing his cock in and out of her mouth though finally he pulled back.

" You are beautiful, you know that right."

He grumbled as he pulled on her hard pulsing nipples, and even as he said that he pressed right back into her mouth, filling her throat all the way to the base.

" Oh shit you're a natural cock sucker."

He slid his hands further down then and pressed his fingers back into her pussy, his palm rubbing her clit as he worked her pussy back into another feverish state. Since she had said that he hadn't needed to drug her he would inject the antidote on a lighter basis in a few minutes... for now he wanted to work her into another orgasm, this time with his cock embedded within her mouth!
 
She feverishly kept sucking his cock, her eyes watered a little as he pushed down her throat. She gagged only slightly.

Melissa's pussy was getting attention again, moaning as he worked her again. Her clit throbbing again, this time she had his cock in her mouth. Damien slowly getting her pussy dripping again as he did she would start sucking him harder encouraging him on. Her muffled moans through his cock.

She wished she could move, she wanted to rock her hips more grind her clit on his palm. Stoke his cock while she licked and sucked his balls. Melissa then wanted his cock, she wanted Damien to thrust deep inside her.

As the thoughts swirled her head her pussy gave way again this time she was able to vocalise

"Holy fuck!" She cried out "shit yes!"

He had her dripping yet again, his cock still in her face, licking and sucking it as she came hard.

"You're good with your fingers" she panted
 
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