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their relationship with each other.
“Lie down on your stomach,” I told her, taking a nearly finished cup of tea from my hands. “Now I will give you a warming massage.”
“Come on,” she said happily.
“I will start with the legs,” at that moment she stood up and began to turn around, straightening her hair and taking them into the tail, I put the cups on the cabinet next to the bed, “Now I’ll only turn on the music,” I connected the phone to the speakers and typed in the search engine “ Opium ”of the Dead Can Dance team is a good hypnotizing motive, I love to listen to it before going to bed.

She lay with her hands under the pillow and her head on its edge so that her neck would not numb much, her hair would be taken over her shoulder, I would cover her back with a blanket, admire her booty, she was wearing dark blue lace panties, I gently ran my hand over it, she was a little cool, apparently she was not completely warmed up, and covered her with a blanket too. I sat cross-legged on the side of her legs and put them on my thigh, I had already prepared an analgesic cream with a strong menthol smell that a friend from Thailand brought me, Thai boxers use it, it is very conducive to relaxation and healing. I know by myself what it is like to spend the whole day on my feet without really crouching once in a week, and she is still a Stakhanovite, although she says that her legs are used to, well, no matter what, they should be allowed to relax, and massage is one of the best. means. One of my friends was giving me a foot massage after work, the next day I flew around like a Gene Kelly, who met the rain.

“It's a bit cold now, then it will warm me,” I said, rubbing the cream between my palms. “Tomorrow you will fly.”
- I would like to - heard from under the hair
I began to rub the cream in her footsteps, alternately, first left, then right, quickly, so that the muscles do not cool down, before palpating the points on the feet, you need to warm up properly, at least ten minutes of rubbing.
- This tingling is cool, - my patient said muffled
“The kicks are still ahead,” I replied, pleased with myself.

I know that, according to the canons of Eastern medicine, there are points on the feet that are responsible for different organs, I didn’t quite believe it, but what I was absolutely sure about was the toning and relaxing power of the massage, after it sleep well, the heartbeat and pressure In general, stress goes away, and all diseases are from it. But if you believe the tantric teachings, then you can awaken the Kundalini, this fiery serpent, living in a dream in the spine of each of us and giving almost immortality and eternal love. But it seems like his main point is at the base of the ridge and to help awaken him you need to kiss your partner in the fifth point. I thoughtfully looked at the tubercle of the blanket where her butt was. Hm In general, it was a pleasure for me to do it nicely to her. I warmed her feet enough

- Feel a burning sensation? - I asked
“Yeah, that's not all, is it?” She answered with a playful intonation.
- Well, it depends on what it will be for me? - with tricky notes, I asked the question that all guys ask in such situations
“Well, I can spend the night at home too,” she said in a voice that was not without humor, making herself the mistress of the situation.
“You have to go far,” I began to massage her feet again reasonably, “You will soon have a phone ...” I tried to straighten the position
- Oh, you can put him on charge - it was clearly not a question.
- Of course, - the benefit of everything was at arm's length
I began to massage the “points” on her feet, combining the rotational movements with light and heavy pressure with the pads of my thumbs.

After that, I smoothly went along the Achilles tendons to her calves - one of the most “ossifying” areas of the body, so I know very well the competent impact on them.I changed my position, moved from the side of her legs at their base so that they were right in front of me. And he began pressing the strokes along the muscles, connecting not only the palms, but also the forearms to the elbows. I also walked with the backs of the palm along and across the calves, imitating sawing movements to defuse the fibers, while connecting my thumbs, making indentations in the right places. A strong eucalyptus scent from the Thai ointment beat the nose, the hands were chilling and burning at the same time. I lifted up her legs, so that they were almost at a right angle and lay on my chest, I finished my session and lightly stroked her limbs, soothing skin and blood flow. When I finished, I kissed each leg, and when I got up I decided to tickle it lastly, for which I received a light kick in the stomach, this kitty was clearly not in the mood to play. I got up and slapped her on the pope.

- I'll go wash the cream off my hands. - I said, covering her legs with a blanket, she turned on her side, - did you like it?
- Highly! So the feet are warm now, so relaxed, ”she purred, turning to me.
I went back to the kitchen, turned on the faucet, and began carefully washing my hands and forearms to wash off all the remnants of Thai ointment. Menthol, like capsacin, is a very annoying compound, if you don’t wash it out completely and scratch your eyes for example, you can catch a frost for a certain amount of time, it’s not dangerous, but it’s not really necessary. There was a mirror in front of me, every time when I look into it I always think about changing my appearance, are they caused by the properties of the mirrors described in the treatises of Alhazen or by gravity? In fact, I am often not happy with my appearance. I remember when I was about twelve years old a girl fell in love with me, and she later said that it was because I was beautiful, I then thought that she had lost her mind and for me, love remained equivalent to insanity.

Wiping my hands dry, I went back to the room. My guest lay turned to the wall and tucked legs, the blanket was stretched just above the elbow, hair mixed, but not much, covered pillow. I lay down next to my elbow, and with my free hand I gently rubbed her hair, which flowed between my fingers like a spring creek, I made a couple more of these movements and with the back of my hand ran her cheek, my dear, so cute, closed eyes, closed lips, I began to stroke them with my thumb, they are so warm ... And at that moment she bit me

- Aow! - I obviously pronounced exaggerating my sufferings. “I suggested you eat something.” - I said with irony.
- I told you that I do not like being touched by my face. - innocently raising the corners of his luxurious lips, she said.
I threw off her hair, freeing the way to the neck and began to sprinkle it with light kisses rising higher and capturing with my mouth almost completely an ear caressing his tongue, I sharply absorbed the air, my breathing became deeper, she began to shiver with her whole body and squeezing my palm in mine. With a continuous series of kisses, I reached her lips, at the moment of contact she opened them, I felt her red-hot breathing and began to display pirouettes with my tongue, alternating them with light bites of her lips, which in their pleasant density reminded me so much marmalade.

She turned to me, I was resting my right elbow on the sofa, with my free hand I squeezed her shoulder and began to lower my palm lower and lower, having run it several times along that area which she called “goose-skin”, after which I went to the waist the edge of the T-shirt, depending on how percy her clothes were being pulled, I could not wait to tear off everything that hides this tender flesh from her, she was like a strange fruit, beckoning with its sweetness. As if she understood my thoughts, she sat with her legs bent, I repeated her posture, sitting right in front of her, without ever ceasing to kiss her passionately, I began to lift up the shirt on her, she removed her hands from my shoulders raising them and after a moment she was already in one bra . I leaned back slightly in order to admire how she straightens her hair, I looked at her and whetted my appetite.She is so gentle and beautiful. Her hair shines in the yellow light of the lamp, shimmering slightly at the ends. Her eyes are like two brilliant morionas in which a pulsating flame is playing. Her back is straight as if ... Read more →

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