My soft gentle humming is almost hypnotic, And my fingers ease your tired muscles, relaxing you more and more. Time seemed to be going in slow motion as I brushed your hair aside and softly kissed the back of your neck.
My hands gently eased the top of your robe off your shoulders, my hands sliding down you cup your breasts. Yet my touch did not bring the pain you have grown so used to, Instead, My hands caressed your tits, softly, My thumbs slowly circling the hardening nipples.
Little by little I felt you succumb to my touch, All the tension evaporating from you as I slowly turned you in your seat. I reached down and teased the belt of your robe loose. You were like putty in my hands, even when I suddenly lifted you from your seat and perched you on the edge of the counter.
I stepped in close to you, kissing your lips, Only the thin material of my shorts separated us, Yet you could feel my hard rod pressing against your sex as I broke our kiss and moved my lips down to your breasts….
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