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As Becky and David both bit on my nipples, one set of fingers drove deep into my pussy, while the other fingers became solid. I screamed as the fingers started to slap my pussy and the wet sounds drove me over the edge.I screamed my way through the hardest and longest orgasm I had ever had. When I felt the energy start to falter, I tried to collapse onto the bed. I was still in a bad state, and my body shook each time a finger was passed over my clit. I stifled a moan as the fingers were withdrawn from my pussy. I laid still with my eyes closed, still reveling in the feeling of total bliss. I had never been taken to this level of pleasure. I felt Becky shift on the bed as she settled her knees between my legs."Bend your knees and lift your ass a little," I heard Becky say. David released my other leg. As I looked down, I raised my ass off the bed. I watched Becky slide a pillow under my hips. She was still between my legs as she laid down with her head at my pussy. I started to say. But before the date, I had already scheduled an appointment with my regular masseur down the street. Masu ran a one-person clinic and only had a select clientele. No walk-ins, only by referral. Fortunately, a co-worker introduced me to Masu the other year and I’ve been a steady customer since. His magical fingers did wonders to the human body. I was feeling horny, so I thought I would treat him to a special experience for a change. Masu was in his early 30s, muscular, and good-looking–but he lost his eyesight as a teenager. Massage work suited him well. Back in his home country of Japan, blind masseurs were somewhat known for being skilled in the vocation. Masu had a steady income and loyal customers, so his clinic was thriving. His techniques involved mostly shiatsu (pressure point massage) plus some western styles such as Swedish. Today would be a little different because I was in a hurry between work and dinner. It would be in and out with not too much time for my regular one and.
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